Come to the man­ger, fol­low the star,
Leading the wise men on from afar.
Gifts they are bring­ing, cost­ly and fine;
Seeking the Christ Child, the Light di­vine.

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Swing low, swing low, star in the sky,
Guarding the Christ Child, watch­ing on high;
Swing low, swing low, star in the sky,
Guarding the Christ Child, watch­ing on high.

Low lies His cra­dle; shep­herds draw near
Kneeling in won­der, voic­es they hear.
Angelic sing­ing fills all the air;
Joy Thou art bring­ing, O Child most fair.

Refrain

Sleep, lit­tle Christ Child, Love watch­es near;
We guard Thy slum­ber, we hold Thee dear.
Led by the star of Thy life to the light,
We sing Thy wel­come, Christ Child, to­night.

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