| The First Nowell, the angels did say
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| Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
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| In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
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| On a cold winter’s night that was so deep
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| Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, born is the King of Israel
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| They looked up and saw a star
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| Shining in the east beyond them far
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| And to the earth it gave great light
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| And so it continued both day and night
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| Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, born is the King of Israel
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| Then let us all with one accord
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| Sing praises to our heavenly Lord
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| And with His blood mankind has bought
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| Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, born is the King of Israel
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| Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, born is the King of Israel
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| Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, born is the King of Israel |