This the morn Christ was born, long ago,
And His birth all the earth soon shall know;
As the star from afar wise men led,
Guardian an­gels hov­ered o’er His low­ly bed.

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Cheerily, chee­ri­ly sing­ing,
Merrily, mer­ri­ly ring­ing,
Merrily ring the bells,
Sweetly their mu­sic tells,
Of a king who comes to reign for­ev­er,
Cheerily, chee­ri­ly sing­ing,
Merrily, mer­ri­ly ring­ing,
Merrily ring the bells,
Sweetly their mu­sic tells,
Merrily, mer­ri­ly, ring the bells.

Send a song clear and strong, o’er the sea,
And pro­claim in His name, ye are free.
Angel throngs sing the songs o’er and o’er,
Glory be to God on high for­ev­er­more.

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Loudly swells, from the bells, as they ring,
Tidings grand o’er the land of our king,
And the song borne along ne’er shall cease,
Wonderful, the Coun­se­lor, the Prince of Peace.

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