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All seated on the ground The angel of the Lord came down And glory shone around "Fear not," said he for mighty dread Had seized their troubled minds "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all man-kind" |
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And born of David's line A Savior who is Christ the Lord And this shall be the sign The heav'nly babe you there shall find To human view displayed All meanly wrapped in swathing bands And in a manger laid" |
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Appeared a shining throng Of angels praising God who thus Addressed their joyful song "All glory be to God on high And to the earth be peace Goodwill hence forth from heav'n to men Begin and never cease" |
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