Joseph and Mary were on their way to the town of Bethlehem
To find a room at the inn
Into the town they rode Mother Mary great with Child
But no room was found for them
So into the night they rode until they found
A stall with hay for a bed
And in this lowly manger to the world was born
A child who’d be our King
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Yes, into the night this mighty King was born
No throne, Alone, on His own
From heaven above our Father sent to earth
A child to share His love
From out of this humble birth in the town of Bethlehem
He came to be our King
And Ox and man throughout the land sang praises to our King
God Child, God man, God’s Lamb
