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In a stable, in a manger
In the cold winter's air
In the arms of his mother
A child's lying there

In a city, in a village
Though the years have gone by
The child still remains
With the dream still close by

And each year on this night that child reawakens
And each year on this night that hope re begins
That the dream he has offered might one day be taken

For the sake of our brother
For the child who's forgotten
For the dream that is still lying there

Oh, come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
Oh, come ye, o' come ye to Bethlehem
Come and adore him
Born the king of angels

Oh, come let us adore him
Oh, come let us adore him
Oh, come let us adore him
Christ the Lord

In a stable, in a manger
In the cold winter's air
In the arms of his mother
A child's lying there