| Wh-oah oh o-oh
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| Wh-oah o-oh wh-oah o-oh
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| Under the tree lights, all wrapped and labeled, each with a dear o-ne in mind
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| Days ever nearer, we’re all the more eager, to see what that morning we’ll find
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| Heaven gave the first time
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| There’s a gift marked f-or us, by the angel ch-orus
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| Not in sparkly paper, but a lowly manger
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| Sealed in hopeful promise, for every doubting Thomas
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| From God with love to a-ll mankind
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| Under the starlight, laid in a stable, God with His dear ones in mind
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| Given the Savior, soon to deliver, the brightest new morning you’ll ever find
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| When heaven gave the first time
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| There’s a gift marked f-or us, by the angel ch-orus
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| Not in sparkly paper, but a lowly manger
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| Sealed in hopeful promise, for every doubting Thomas
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| From God with love to a-ll mankind
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| And e-very good and perfect gift comes d-own, and we spread it ar-ound
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| Oh e-very good and perfect gift comes d-own, and we spread it ar-ound
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| And we spread it ar-ound
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| (O-h oh o-oh, oh o-oh)
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| (O-h oh o-oh, oh o-oh)
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| (O-h oh o-oh, oh o-oh)
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| There’s a gift marked for us
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| (O-h oh o-oh, oh o-oh)
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| By the angel chorus
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| There’s a gift marked f-or us, by the angel ch-orus
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| Not in sparkly paper, but a lowly manger
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| Sealed in hopeful promise, for every doubting Thomas
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| From God with love to a-ll mankind
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| From God with love to a-ll, of mank-ind
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| (O-h oh o-oh, oh o-oh)
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| (O-h oh o-oh, oh o-oh)
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| There’s a gift marked for u-s
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| (O-h oh o-oh, oh o-oh)
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| By the angel chorus |