| Oh, the call of a shepherd in a field nearby
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| To tend and to carry his flocks by night
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| They were not ordinary sheep; |
| they were set apart,
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| Born to be Passover lambs.
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| And when a spotless male was born, he was held on the manger floor.
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| Swaddled up just to keep him calm until his time, and the shepherd sang:
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| Wrap this one up. |
| He is a lamb without blemish.
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| Wrap this one up. |
| He’ll make his way to the temple.
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| Born for sacrifice, he’ll join the others and pay the price.
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| Wrap this one up. |
| Wrap this one up.
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| Oh, the call of a mother in a town nearby
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| To tend and to carry on this holy night
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| Not an ordinary Child, but the Son of God,
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| Breathed by the Holy Spirit.
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| And when the Baby King was born, He was held on the manger floor.
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| As she swaddled Him up, she knew His time would come as she sang:
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| Wrap this one up. |
| He is the One that we adore.
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| Wrap this one up. |
| He’ll wear the crown forevermore.
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| He’s come for you and me. |
| He’ll finally set us free.
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| Wrap this one up. |
| Wrap this one up. |
| He’s the One.
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| Gloria! |
| Gloria! |
| Gloria! |
| Sing Gloria! |
| In excelsis Deo!
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| Gloria! |
| Gloria! |
| Gloria! |
| Sing Gloria! |
| In excelsis Deo!
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| Oh, the call of a Savior on a hill nearby.
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| All alone, He would carry the weight of all mankind.
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| Becoming the curse for us, He gave His life
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| For He knew that His time had come.
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| Wrap this one up. |
| He is the lamb without blemish.
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| Wrap this one up. |
| He paid the price, and it is finished.
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| That death would have no sting, He rose in victory!
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| Oh, hallelujah to the King!
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| Gloria! |
| Gloria! |
| Gloria! |
| Sing Gloria! |
| In excelsis Deo!
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| Gloria! |
| Gloria! |
| Gloria! |
| Sing Gloria! |
| In excelsis Deo! |
| In excelsis Deo!
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| In excelsis Deo! |