To God the most High,
Is what the angel's sang.
Christ our Savior was born,
In a manger,
For there was no crib to lie his sweet head.
We now thank thee this Christmas season,
For this is the season of Christ.
The giving to others
As Christ gave to us.
What a gift to give
We now have,
To share His gospel
Through all the world.
The light of Christ
To everyone's home.
It's a nameless act
That we willingly do.


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