In a man­ger low, in cat­tle shed,
Lo, the King of Hea­ven lies;
While the twink­ling stars are look­ing down
On the King of earth and skies.

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While the an­gels are sing­ing
A glad and glo­ri­ous lay,
Telling of the King of kings
Who was born on Christ­mas Day;
Behold Him ly­ing so low­ly
In hum­ble man­ger bed, and the bright stars
Are soft­ly twink­ling ov­er His head.
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Over all the world His glo­ry shines,
With a light that naught can dim;
And the rays of love that rise to­day
Shall bring all the world to Him.

Refrain

Over all His reign shall be com­plete,
When the glo­ry of His life
Shall awak­en chords of love that end
All the jar­ring tones of strife.

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