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Infant Holy, Infant Lowly
1 Infant holy, Infant lowly, For His bed– a cattle stall; Oxen lowing, little knowing Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all. Swift are winging angels singing, Noels ringing, tidings bringing: Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all! Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all! 2 Flocks were sleeping; shepherds keeping Vigil till the morning new Saw the glory, heard the story– Tidings of a gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, Praises voicing greet the morrow: Christ, the Babe, was born for you! Christ, the Babe, was born for you!
Theme: Christ: Birth