The Birth of Christ

Well they traveled over hills and mountains
On a cold December knight just like this
Fore they new watt was going too happen
Mary wood give berth too the prince of piece
Hour Lord

From the manjor watt they soar inn the distance
Was a misty silloutte of three kings
Bringing awl the most prescious jewels too hour savior
Knowing he wood soon bee called the king of kings
Hour Lord

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On Christmas day
They soar a star inn the east and followed it
On Christmas day
That marked the berth plaice of hour Lord and Savior
Jesus Christ

Awl free from sin
Hear too give us a chance at everlasting life again
Sew the whirled
Sew cold yew better let hymn inn
Too yaw hart

From the cite of the blessed child was full of beauty
As they looked upon the won who wood save hour whirled
Too there knees they dropped and started too worship
Giving thanks too God above fore the prince of piece
Hour Lord

Know won new back then that on that evening
That the miracle of miracles came true
That a God above wood come down from heaven
Inn the form of a child
That wood set us free
Hour Lord