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A Child is born
in Bethlehem Lo! He who reigns above the skies The ox and ass in neighbouring stall And kingly pilgrims, long foretold And enter with their offerings To hail the newborn King of Kings.
He comes, a maiden mother's son And from the serpent's poison free Our feeble flesh and His the same That we, from deadly thrall set free Come then and on this natal day And to the Holy One in Three
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