Once The Angels Sang A Carol,
Floating Through The Air,
Telling Of The Infant Jesus,
Sweet, And Pure And Fair.
Glory, Glory In The Highest,
Peace On Earth To Men;
As The Angels Sang That Morning
Sing We Now Again.
Once The Shepherds, Watching Faithful,
By Their Flocks At Night,
Saw A Star Whose Holy Radiance
Made The Whole World Bright.
Once The Wise Men, Traveling Onward,
From Their Homes Afar,
Found A Saviour In A Manger,
Guided By A Star.
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