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<h2>ONCE IN ROYAL DAVID’S CITY</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“She gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped Him in cloths and placed Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.” Luke 2:6-7</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_a_l_alexander_cf.jpg" align="right" alt="Cecil Frances Humphreys Alexander (1818-1895)" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="107.333333333333" height="132.666666666667"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_a_l_alexander_cfh.html" target="_blank">Cecil Frances Humphreys Alexander</a>, <em>Hymns for Little Children</em>, 1848.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Irby,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_g_a_gauntlett_hj.html" target="_blank">Henry John Gauntlett</a>, 1849 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_i_irby.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Once in royal David’s city<br>
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Stood a lowly cattle shed,<br>
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Where a mother laid her Baby<br>
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In a manger for His bed:<br>
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Mary was that mother mild,<br>
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Jesus Christ her little Child.</p>
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<p>He came down to earth from heaven,<br>
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Who is God and Lord of all,<br>
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And His shelter was a stable,<br>
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And His cradle was a stall;<br>
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With the poor, and mean, and lowly,<br>
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Lived on earth our Savior holy.</p>
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<p>And through all His wondrous childhood<br>
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He would honor and obey,<br>
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Love and watch the lowly maiden,<br>
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In whose gentle arms He lay:<br>
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Christian children all must be<br>
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Mild, obedient, good as He.</p>
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<p>Jesus is our childhood’s pattern;<br>
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Day by day, like us He grew;<br>
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He was little, weak and helpless,<br>
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Tears and smiles like us He knew;<br>
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And He feeleth for our sadness,<br>
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And He shareth in our gladness.</p>
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<p>And our eyes at last shall see Him,<br>
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Through His own redeeming love;<br>
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For that Child so dear and gentle<br>
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Is our Lord in heaven above,<br>
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And He leads His children on<br>
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To the place where He is gone.</p>
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<p>Not in that poor lowly stable,<br>
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With the oxen standing by,<br>
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We shall see Him; but in heaven,<br>
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Set at God’s right hand on high;<br>
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Where like stars His children crowned<br>
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All in white shall wait around.</p>
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