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Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

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Infant holy, infant lowly,

For His bed a cattle stall;

Oxen lowing,

little knowing

Christ the babe

is Lord of all;

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Swift are winging

angels singing,

Noels ringing,

tidings bringing,

Christ the babe is Lord of all,

Christ the babe is Lord of all.

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Flocks were sleeping,

shepherds keeping

Vigil till the morning new;

Saw the glory,

heard the story,

Tidings of the gospel true;

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Thus rejoicing,

free from sorrow,

Praises voicing

greet the morrow,

Christ the babe was born for you,

Christ the babe was born for you.