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THE NATIVITY: HOMAGE OF THE BEASTS .

Noil!
" My soul and life, stand up and see
Who lies in yonder crib of tree. "
Bal-loo-la-lo!
Ye happy bells, ring low,
And with the kneeling cattle say
The holy Benedicite .
Noil! Noil!
God with us , our Immanuel!
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