Graveyard Lullaby: “Oh Bloody Town of Bethlehem”

O bloody town of Bethlehem,
How shrill we hear thee cry.
Your mothers shriek while fathers weep
The graveyard lullaby.
For butchers clad as soldiers
At Herod’s mad behest
Aborted weal with blades of steel
They thrust in tender chests.

O Bethlehem, thou House of Tears,
What balm can heal thy woe?
When darkness looms, can flowers bloom,
From seeds of grief you sow?
Dear Heaven, share thy secret:
These sons died not in vain.
Young martyrs bold, in death foretold,
A Death that Life would gain.

Ye martyred boys of Bethlehem,
From ‘neath the altar, pray
To Christ your Lord, whom Herod’s sword
Slew not that awful day.
Rachel, Rachel, weep no more,
Your sons shall dry your tears.
For flowers bloom where darkness loomed,
Since Christ our Light appears.



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4 thoughts on “Graveyard Lullaby: “Oh Bloody Town of Bethlehem”

  1. Walter Mattys on said:

    Sadly, I had to sing this under my breath to the tune you obviously meant it for. Perhaps it should also be in a proper hymn for this day in some hymnal marked ‘Not to be Sung, but said Aloud by All’ in remembrance of all our Aborted daughters and sons. However, we might be arrested for hating ‘certain’ people and it is so personal a cry after all.

    Your Bible references and associations are focused ‘right on’ as usual.

  2. I echo Walter – –
    powerful stuff, truth (contray the Greek philosophers) is not always beautiful…only He Who is “THE” TRUTH gives the beatific vision to us, and the slaughtered innocents.
    Thank you Chad for posting this –

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