Oh let, I pray, this moment be
More than a day of feast to me
Let out the news full of life
The child that was born is still alive
Sing the news and make it loud
The song, if sung 'll sling your cloud
Sing the song full of life
The child that was born is still alive
And so I hear the bells ping
To the song that angels love to sing
So deep and loud the lines repeat
As all of heaven partake in it
There is more to what we can explain
Than what all universe can contain
How the word of God became flesh
To deliver us from this same flesh
Tho' He tarries He won't delay
He's coming back for us one day
Terms and conditions will then apply
And all that the scriptures simply imply
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