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A virgin did come from lowliest home,
And shelter she fain
in a manger would find;
For full was the inn,
and no room was within,
Save where to the stalls
the mute oxen they bind.
O how wondrous the love
and the deep humility
Of Him Who was laid
in the manger for me.
That Babe was a King,
mystic gifts, lo, they bring,
Sure tokens they were
of some great One to be;
To Bethlehem led,
Eastern sages have sped
From afar “The Desire of
all nations” to see.
O how wondrous the love
and the deep humility
Of Him Who was laid
in the manger for me.
Accomplished their hope,
their treasures they ope—
Gold, frankincense, myrrh,
to that Infant they brought,
Gifts costly and rare,
full of meaning they were,
Though not yet unveiled
were the great truths they taught.
O how wondrous the love
and the deep humility
Of Him Who was laid
in the manger for me.
No tokens of state
round that royal Babe wait,
Seeming least, and yet greatest,
of monarchs was He;
But in reverence low,
princely Magi did bow,
As though they divined
all His true dignity.
O how wondrous the love
and the deep humility
Of Him Who was laid
in the manger for me.
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