| The first Noel, the Angels did say
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| Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
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| In the fields where they lay keeping their sheep
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| On a cold winter’s night that was, oh so, so deep
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| Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
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| Born is the King of Israel
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| Looking out, they saw a star
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| In the east beyond them far
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| And to the earth it gave light
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| So they continued day and night
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| By the light of that star
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| Three wise men came from far
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| To seek the King was their intent
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| And to follow the star wherever it went
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| Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
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| Born is the King of Israel
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| Well, this star drew to northwest
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| Over Bethlehem it rest
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| And there it stopped and there it stayed
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| Over the place where Jesus lay
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| And those wise men three
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| Fell upon their knees
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| And offered there in His presence
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| Their gifts for all to see
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| Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
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| Born is the King of Israel
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| Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
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| Born is the King of Israel
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| Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
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| Born is the King of Israel
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| Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
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| Born is the King of Israel
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| Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
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| Born is the King of Israel
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| Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel |