Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # From Starry Skies Descending 1. From starry skies descending, Thou comest, glorious King, A manger low Thy bed, In winter's icy sting; 2. O my dearest Child most holy, Shudd'ring, trembling in the cold! Great God, Thou lovest me! What suff'ring Thou didst bear, That I near Thee might be! 3. Thou art the world's Creator, God's own and true Word, Yet here no robe, no fire For Thee, Divine Lord. 4. Dearest, fairest, sweetest Infant, Dire this state of poverty. The more I care for Thee, Since Thou, o Love Divine, Will'st now so poor to be. Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #