2. Hark! a voice from yonder manger, Soft and sweet, doth entreat, “Flee from woe and danger; Brethren, come; from all that grieves you You are freed; all you need I will surely give you.” 3. Come, then, let us hasten yonder; Here let all, great and small, kneel in awe and wonder, Love Him Who with love is yearning; Hail the star that from far bright with hope is burning.