In The Little Village Of Bethlehem,
There Lay A Child One Day;
And The Sky Was Bright With A Holy Light
Over The Place Where Jesus Lay.
Alleluia! O How The Angels Sang.
Alleluia! How It Rang!
And The Sky Was Bright With A Holy Light
This Was The Birthday Of A King.
This Was A Humble Birthplace, But O How Much
God Gave To Us That Day,
From The Manger Bed What A Path Has Led,
What A Perfect, Holy Way.
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