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1. In lowly stable Thou art born, O Holy Child of Bethlehem. No kingly robes nor crown adorn the promised heir of Jesse’s stem; though Thou art David’s royal Son, the Morning Star, the Holy One, by sage and prophet long foretold.

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2. Beside Thy cradle, Lord, we stand, O Thou who ever livest, to offer Thee with willing hand the very gifts Thou givest. From Thee hath come each precious thing, the trust and faith, the love we bring, the myrrh, the frankincense and gold.

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