A Christmas Carol

Children of Je­sus

Come lift the chant

re­sound the chord;

Once more is con­firmed all

The pro­phets’ won­drous word.

For gold and myrrh bring pur­ity

For frank­in­cense bring char­ity

The gifts of the soul for

The birth­day of the Lord!

Children of Je­sus

While bells un­num­bered swing and ring

With an­them and car­ol

Your sup­pli­ca­tions bring

That God all hearts may fa­shion

For every ho­ly pas­sion

And guide all His child­ren

To Christ

the child­ren’s king.

Tell of the wise men

Who Mary with the young Child found

And shep­herds up­star­tled

From off the fros­ty ground;

Sing all the an­gels sang to them

And show the Star of Beth­le­hem

Ye child­ren of Je­sus

The wak­ing world around.

Children of Je­sus

Again this morn let plain and hill

Ring

Glo­ry to God

peace

On earth

to men

good will!

Hosanna in the high­est!

Let Christ­mas bring Christ nigh­est

Hosanna! Ho­san­na!

Christ Je­sus com­eth still.