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Wake! arise!
Good shepherds, hie
To Bethlehem!
From out the skies
There draweth nigh
An Angel, and an Angel throng!
Oh! hearken to their blessed song!
And haste
Across the snows and waste
To Bethlehem!

See the Star,
That glistens clear
O'er Bethlehem!
From heaven afar
Your hearts to cheer,
And change the wint'ry world to spring!
Away your cares and sorrow fling!
And haste
Across the snows and waste
To Bethlehem!

'Neath a shed,
Where cattle feed,
In Bethlehem
God lays His head,
For human need,
Upon a Virgin Mother's breast:
A little, helpless, Babe at rest!
Then haste
Across the snows and waste
To Bethlehem!
" Peace on earth "
Proclaim to-day
Through Bethlehem!
With pipe and mirth
Drive gloom away:
The Master Shepherd's here to dwell,
And guard His flock from rav'ning hell!
So haste
Across the snows and waste
To Bethlehem!

Good people all,
Now shout His praise
From Bethlehem!
Bedeck the stall,
Where Mary lays
Her Infant, with your choicest gifts!
The morning breaks, the darkness lifts:
Oh! haste
Across the snows and waste
To Bethlehem!
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