Here Is The Little Door 歌詞
Here Is The Little Door - Rodolfus Choir/Tom Winpenny/Herbert Howells/Ralph Allwood
Written by:Herbert Howells
Here is the little door lift up the latch oh lift
We need not wander more but was I enter with our gift
Our gift of finest gold
Gold that was never bought nor sold
Myrrh to be strewn about his bed
Incense in clouds about his head
All for the child the stirs not in his sleep
But holy slumber holds with a** and sheep
Bend low about his bed for each he has a gift
See how his eyes awake lift up your hands o lift
For gold he gives a keen edge sword
Defend it with the little Lord
For incense smoke of battle red
Myrrh for the honoured happy dead
Gifts for his children terrible and sweet
Touched by such tiny hands and oh such tiny feet
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