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“From heaven above to earth I come
To bear good news to every home;
Glad tidings of great joy I bring
Whereof I now will say and sing:
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“To you this night is born a child
Of Mary, chosen virgin mild
This little child, of lowly birth,
Shall be the joy of all the earth.
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“This is the Christ, our God and Lord,
Who in all need shall aid afford;
He will Himself your Savour be,
From all your sins to set you free.
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He brings those blessings, long ago
Prepared by God for all below,
That in His kingdom bright and fair
You may with us His glory share.
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“These are the tokens ye shall mark:
The swaddling clothes and manger dark;
There shall ye find the young Child laid
By whom the heavens and earth were made.”
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Now let us all with gladsome cheer
Follow the shepherds, and draw near
To see this wondrous gift of God,
Who hath His own dear Son bestowed.
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Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes;
Who is it in yon manger lies?
Who is this child, so young and fair?
The blessed Christ-child lieth there.
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Welcome to earth, Thou noble guest,
Through whom the sinful world is blest!
Thou com’st to share my misery;
What thanks shall I return to Thee?
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Ah, Lord, who hast created all!
How weak art Thou, how poor and small,
That Thou dost choose Thine infant bed
Where ass and ox but lately fed!
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Were earth a thousand times as fair,
Beset with gold and jewels rare,
Yet were it far too poor to be
A cradle, Son of God, for Thee.
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Ah, dearest Jesus, holy child,
Make Thee a bed soft, undefiled,
Within my heart, that it may be
A quiet chamber kept for Thee.
12
My heart for very joy doth leap,
My lips no more can silence keep;
I, too, must sing with joyful tongue
That sweetest, ancient cradle-song.
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Glory to God in highest heaven,
Who unto us His Son hath given!
While angels sing with pious mirth
A glad new year to all the earth.