'Tis the day, the blessed day, on which our Lord was born,
And sweetly do the sunbeams gild, the dew bespangled thorn.
The birds sing through the heavens clear, the breezes gently play,
And song and sunshine lovely, begin this holy day.
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Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Now hearthe salutation
Of angel Gabriel
In a humble feeding trough, within a lowly shed,
With cattle at His Infant feet, and shepherds at His head,
The Savior of this sinful world, in innocence first lay,
And wise men made their off'ring, upon a holy day.
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He will save the perishing, will waft the sighs to heav'.
Of guilty men, who truly seek, and weep to be forgiv'
And Intercessor still He shines, and men to Him should pray,
Before His alter meekly, upon this holy day.
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