Gifts were brought to the Christ-Child to celebrate his birth
A star shone just for him that night and angles graced the earth
The shepherds came and vigil kept at his humble bed
Animals gave up their home so he could rest his head
Wise men, three, brought him myrrh, frankincense and gold
Yet all he had was swaddling clothes to keep away the cold
Kings adore and poor receive their Savior, Lord, and King
As all rejoiced the gifts were given and our hearts gladly sing
For no gift was given the Holy Child that matched the one he gave
For upon that still and quiet night came the Holy One to save
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