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1 From heaven high I come to earth; I bring good tidings of great mirth; this mirth is such a wondrous thing that I must tell you all and sing. 2 A little child for you this morn has from a chosen maid been born, a little child so tender, sweet, that you should skip upon your feet. 3 How glad we'll be that this is so! With all the shepherds let us go to see what God for us has done in sending us his own dear Son. 4 Look, look, my heart, and let me peek. Whom in the manger do you seek? Who is that lovely little one? The baby Jesus, God's own Son. 5 Be welcome, Lord; be now our guest. By you poor sinners have been blessed. In nakedness and cold you lie. How can I thank you; how can I? 6 You wanted so to make me know that you had let all great things go. You had a palace in the sky; you left it there for such as I. 7 And if the world were twice as wide, with gold and precious jewels inside, still such a cradle would not do to hold a babe as great as you. 8 To God who sent his only Son be glory, laud, and honor done. Let all the choir of heav'n rejoice, the new ring in with heart and voice. | Moravian Book of Worship #307 (1995) Rejoice in the Lord #207 (1985) |