Classic Poem

Rejoice! rejoice! let all rejoice,
For this is dear Christmas day;
The day when Christ our Lord was born,
In Bethlehem far away
He left His home in Heav'n above,
And came to this world below,
And this He did tender love,
Long hundreds of years ago,
Long hundreds of years ago.

He was the gift of gifts to all,
Our Prophet, our Priest, and King;
From God's right hand to earth He came,
Salvation for all to bring
Then praise the name of God Most High
For all that He did bestow
Upon this world Bethlehem,
Long hundreds of years ago,
Long hundreds of years ago.

This day to those we hold most dear,
Some token we strive to give,
In memory of the wondrous One
Who came to us here to live.
Who came to give His life for all,
To save us from death and woe,
And who was born this Christmas day,
Long hundreds of years ago.

And now to serve this loving Lord
Is what we must strive to do;
To live in peace and sweet accord
And be His children too.
To live that all below the sky,
As well as the saints may know
We serve the Babe who came from
Long hundreds of years ago.