| On a starlit hillside, shepherds watched their sheep
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| Slowly, David’s city drifted off to sleep
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| But to this little town of no great renown
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| The Lord had a promise to keep
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| Prophets had foretold it, a mighty King would come
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| Long awaited Ruler, God’s Anointed One
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| But the Sovereign of all looked helpless and small
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| As God gave the world His own Son
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| And who would have dreamed or ever foreseen
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| That we could hold God in our hands?
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| The Giver of Life is born in the night
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| Revealing God’s glorious plan
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| To save the world
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| Wondrous gift of heaven, the Father sends the Son
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| Planned from time eternal, moved by holy love
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| He will carry our curse and death He’ll reverse
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| So we can be daughters and sons
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| And who would have dreamed or ever foreseen
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| That we could hold God in our hands?
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| The Giver of Life is born in the night
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| Revealing God’s glorious plan
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| And who would have dreamed or ever foreseen
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| That we could hold God in our hands?
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| The Giver of Life is born in the night
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| Revealing God’s glorious plan
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| To save the world
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| To save the world |