Whence is the goodly fragrance flowing
Stealing our senses all away?
Never the like did come a-blowing
Shepherds in flowry fields of May
Whence is that goodly fragrance flowing
Stealing our senses all away.
What is that light so brilliant, breaking
Here in the night across our eyes?
Never so bright, the day-star waking
Started to climb the morning skies
What is that light so brilliant, breaking,
Here in the night across our eyes.
Bethlehem! there in manger lying
Find your Redeemer, haste away,
Run ye with eager footsteps hieing
Worship the Saviour born today.
Bethlehem! there in manger lying
Find your Redeemer, haste away.
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