Текст песни Infant Holy, Infant Lowly - BYU Vocal Point
Infant
holy,
infant
lowly,
For
his
bed
a
cattle
stall;
Oxen
lowing,
little
knowing,
Christ
the
babe
is
Lord
of
all.
Swift
are
winging
angels
singing,
Noels
ringing,
tidings
bringing:
Christ
the
babe
is
Lord
of
all.
Flocks
were
sleeping,
shepherds
keeping
Vigil
till
the
morning
new
Saw
the
glory,
heard
the
story,
Tidings
of
a
gospel
true.
Thus
rejoicing,
free
from
sorrow,
Praises
voicing,
greet
the
morrow:
Christ
the
babe
was
born
for
you.
1 Nearer, My God, to Thee
2 Savior, Redeemer of My Soul
3 Danny Boy
4 Nearer, My God, to Thee
5 Lead, Kindly Light
6 All Creatures of Our God and King
7 I Need Thee Every Hour
8 Danny Boy
9 He Is Born
10 Noyana / Come, Come, Ye Saints
11 Praise to the Man
12 Be Still, My Soul
13 We All Need Saving
14 We All Need Saving
15 Infant Holy, Infant Lowly
16 Praise to the Man
17 Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
18 Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
19 Savior, Redeemer of My Soul
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