Poetry

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The birth of Christ was on this wise
An angel appeared from the skies

He said to Mary the virgin child
A son is coming meek and mild

Joseph don’t worry to take your wife
Go ahead and marry, it is for life

Joseph for you and yours to boast
The child is from the Holy Ghost

Jesus the Christ will be His name
All the earth will know His fame

God is with us, Emmanuel
All Gods children saved from hell

Bethlehem of David they were bound
Where the child called Jesus would be found

Herod the king, a jealous beast
Questions the wise men from the East

Find this child where ere He be
Then return and speak to me

The wise men followed where the star had told
For the child, they sought and longed to hold

The star above came to rest
Evading Herod, they past the test

Within the house on knees did fall
And worshiped Him, Lord of all

Praise and worship their hearts astir
Gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh

In a dream an angel said
Flee to Egypt until they’re dead

With wife and child he did run
Out of Egypt I called my Son


With wroth and anger Herod said
Less than two make them dead

A cry in Rama, lamentation heard
Long ago by the prophet’s word

In Nazareth He was seen
By the prophet’s word, a Nazarene

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