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1 Long, long ago in Bethlehem
The Christ child came,
With no one but the Mother sweet
To warm His little hands and feet,
And know His name.
2 How wonderful to think that He
Was God of all!
No sign of Heaven’s bright estate,
To show that He was rich and great,
That babe, so small!
3 Yet thousand angels worshiped Him
On that dark night,
To their dear Lord, on reverent knee
Poor shepherds knelt, made wise to see
By heav’nly light.
4 Still in the long dark winter hours
The Christ child comes;
Have we no place, O children dear?
Must we not wish to keep Him here,
In our own homes?
5 O Christ child sweet, our infant king!
We children pray
Make in our hearts a little place
Where we may keep Thee, by Thy grace,
On Christmas Day.Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11085