Sometimes*I just wonder how it must have been to actually have lived in Ancient
Times I. mean imagine what it would of been like to actually walk the Streets
Of Bethlehem and hear that a child had been born who's King of kings And
Savior of the world Now. I can imagine saying What, child is this What? Child
Is this Who? would leave a legacy so strong that even today we still Celebrate
His life What. child is this What?*

Child is this Who?
Laid to rest on Mary's lap is sleeping Whom
Angels greet with anthem sweet While
Shepherds watch are keeping This
This, is Christ the King Whom
Shepherds guard and angels sing Haste
Haste, to bring Him laud The
Babe the Son of Mary Sometimes

I just think about it Um
I, just sit and think about the baby boy born in a manger Sometimes
I just want to shout it Shout
Joy to the world Sometimes
So

Bring Him incense gold, and, myrrh Come
Peasant, king, to, own Him The
King of kings salvation brings Let
Loving hearts enthrone Him Raise
Raise, the song on high The
Virgin sings her lulluby Joy
Joy, for Christ is born The
Babe the Son of Mary Sometimes

I just think about it Oh
I, sit and think about the baby boy born in a manger and wrapped in Swaddling
Clothing Sometimes
I just want to shout it O'er
The hills and every where Sometimes
This

This, is Christ the King Whom
Shepherds guard and angels sing Haste
Haste, to bring Him laud The
Babe the Son of Mary Sometimes

I just think about it Oh
Sometimes, I wonder What
Child is this Sometimes?
I just want to shout it I
Want to go and tell it on the mountain Sometimes
Every

Now and then Sometimes
I just think about I
Think about the Christ Child What
Child is this And?
Then again sometimes Sometimes
I just want to shout it I
Just want to tell the world Sometimes
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Until fade}