Come, Let Us Adore
A little Child is born in a poor cattle stall.
On this Christmas morn God came down to us all.
Every star in the sky looking down from above
To praise and glorify the new-born Lord of love.
Come now, let us sing
Our praises to the King.
Come, let us adore the Lord.
To shepherds out in the fields watching over their sheep
The angels came to reveal the promise God keeps.
They said, "Be not afraid, for we tell of God's birth.
In a manger is laid the King of all the earth.
Come now, let us sing
Our praises to the King.
Come, let us adore the Lord
Before the Child I fall down upon my knees.
Before the Lord of all, the Prince of peace.
To the Child I pray, come be close by my side,
Ever nearer, please stay, until the morning light.
Come now, let us sing
Our praises to the King.
Come, let us adore the Lord
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