| Some children see Him lily white,
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| The Baby Jesus born this night,
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| Some children see Him lily white,
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| With tresses soft and fair.
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| Some children see Him bronzed and brown,
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| The Lord of heav’n to earth come down;
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| Some children see Him bronzed and brown,
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| With dark and heavy hair.
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| Some children see Him almond-eyed,
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| THE Savior whom we kneel beside,
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| Some children see Him almond-eyed,
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| With skin of GOLDEN hue.
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| Some children see Him dark as they,
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| Sweet Mary’s Son to whom we pray,
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| Some children see Him dark as they,
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| And, OH! |
| they love Him, too!
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| The children in each diff’rent place
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| Will see the Baby Jesus' face
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| Like theirs, but bright with heav’nly grace,
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| And filled with holy light.
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| O lay aside each earthly thing,
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| And with thy heart as offering,
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| Come worship now the Infant King.
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| 'Tis love that’s born tonight! |