(Erich Bulling)
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The first noël, the angels did say
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Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
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In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
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In a cold winter's night that was so deep
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Noël, noël, noël, noël
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Born is the King of Israël
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And they offered there with deep reverence
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Their gold and myrrh and frankincense
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And there they all sang with one accord
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Their glorious praises to out Heavenly Lord
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Noël, noël, noël, noël
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Born is the King of Israël
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And by the light of a shining star
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Three wise men came from country far
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And the wise men three then stopped and stayed
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At the holy place where the sweet Jesus lay
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Noël, noël, noël, noël
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Born is the King of Israël
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The First Noël
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| Diana Ross |
