| Like a drama unfolding, the curtain was opening
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| An audience of angels was holding its breath
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| A census, a manger, two travel worn strangers
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| The stage was finally set
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| Angels folded their wings at the throne, worshipping
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| As God whispered, «I love you, my Son.»
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| Jesus took off His crown and laying it down
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| Said, «Father, Thy will be done.»
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| The time had now come for God’s only Son
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| To be born as a light in a dark, lonely place
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| So He stepped from Heaven’s hall to Bethlehem’s stall
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| Where a star lit His newborn face
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| Then God called to Gabriel with gladness and tears
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| «Play the trumpet, the horns, and the strings
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| Tell the shepherds, and the wise men and all who will hear
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| Command all the angels to sing
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| Fill the sky with your voices and sing!»
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| Joy, joy to the world
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| Praise to the King
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| Oh, let it ring
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| Joy, joy to the world
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| Worship and sing
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| Jesus has come to bring…
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