Ralph Vaughan Williams
The Blessed Son of God
The blessed son of God only
In a crib full poor did lie;
With our poor flesh and our poor blood
Was clothed that everlasting good
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The Lord Christ Jesu, God's son dear
Was a guest and a stranger here;
Us for to bring from misery
That we might live eternally
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All this did he for us freely
For to declare his great mercy;
All Christendom be merry therefore
And give him thanks for evermore
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