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Going To BethlehemWe’re going on a journey,we’re not sure what we’ll find,we don’t know where we’re going tobut it will turn out fine.An Angel came to see us,while we were watching sheep,“Fear not” He said, but we didand couldn’t get to sleep. Going down to Bethlehem,Going to see the King.Travelling to Bethlehem.That’s me and you and you and you and him.Yes me and you and you and you and him. The Angel had a word with us,his face was full of joy.He said in the town of David,go see this little boy,The Saviour is born this day,the Lord, the King of Kings,the promised one from years ago,we want to worship Him. Over fields and hedges,all along the grass,through early morning darkness, round the winding paths.We’re taking all the animals,they’re staying close quite well.they make a noisy party,and don’t half make a smell!
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