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The winds were wailing o’er the wold,
The frosted earth lay white;
The stars were sparkling keen and cold
All in the wintry night;
When lo! the heavens blazed as gold,
And all was radiant light.
Noël! Noël! the Babe is born
In Bethlehem this day.
The shepherds were crouching o’er the fire
On pipes of straw did play;
When lo! broke forth the angel choir,
And night was turned to day.
The heav’ns rejoice! Let earth admire
The tidings they did say.
Noël! Noël! the Babe is born
In Bethlehem this day.
For unto us a child is born,
A king of David’s race,
With peace to every hearth and home,
And men in every place;
For Satan’s cruel reign is done,
Begun the reign of grace.
Noël! Noël! the Babe is born
In Bethlehem this day.
United, ye Christian people all,
In hymns of holy mirth;
Bring voice of praise, and suppliant call
Emmanuel on earth!
Behold the manger, prostrate fall,
And hail the heav’nly birth.
Noël! Noël! the Babe is born
In Bethlehem this day.
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 8 6 r 8 6
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Dates:
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1916
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 2:8;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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LESNEVEN
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 8 6 r 8 6
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