Come children, oh come all
To the crib come in Bethlehem's stable
And see, what in this most holy night
The Father in heaven makes joy for us

Oh see in the crib in the nightly stable
See here by the light's bright shining beam
In pure diapers the heavenly child
Much more beautiful and lovely, than angels are

There lies the little child, on hay and on straw
Mary and Joseph look at it happily
The honest shepherds kneel praying before it
High above floats jubilantly the choir of angels

Oh bow like the shepherds worshiping the knee
Raise your little hands and thank like them
Sing joyfully, you children, who should not rejoice?
Sing joyfully to the jubilation of the angels

What do we children give, what do we give you
You best and dearest of children, for that?
You want nothing from treasures and wealth of the world
A heart full of innocence alone pleases you

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