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[Verse 1]
CFrom Gheaven above to Amearth I Ccome To Cbear good news to Gevery Chome Glad Amtidings Gof great Fjoy I Cbring WhereGof I now will say and Csing
[Verse 2]
CTo Gyou this night is Amborn a Cchild Of CMary, chosen Gvirgin Cmild This Amlittle cGhild, of Flowly Cbirth Shall Gbe the joy of all the Cearth
[Verse 3]
CAh, GLord, who hast creAmated Call How Cweak art Thou, how Gpoor and Csmall That AmThou dost Gchoose Thine Finfant Cbed Where Ghumble cattle lately Cfed
[Verse 4]
CWere Gearth a thousand Amtimes as Cfair BeCset with gold and Gjewels Crare It Amyet were Gfar too Fpoor to Cbe A Gnarrow cradle, Lord, for CThee