Come with us sweet flow'rs, and worship Christ the Lord,
Let your perfumes hover round the Babe adored.
Modest violet, hiding in the grassy shade,
Thou canst say how humble He for us is made.
Lily fair, low bending in the sun's warm light,
Thou dost tell that He is pure as thou art white.
As thou, pansy, shineth forth in the bright array,
So doth He His majesty to man display.
As thou, rose, wide op'ning, doth they scent impart,
So His love expanding, draws each sinful heart.
Refrain after each verse.