(A)This is not the (D)way (A)I dreamed the (D)sto ry would un (A)fold:

a (A)sta ble and a (D)bed of hay, ior a (A)night so clear and (E)cold.

The (A)on ly Child of (D)God be (A)got ten, (D)in my arms I (A)hold.

To (D)us is born Em (A)man

(E)u (A)el.

Ho ly (D)Child (E)of (A)hope, per fect (D)Child (E)of (A)peace,

(D)born to be the Lord (A)of life in (E)me.

(A)Oh, my (D)pre (E)cious (A)Son, Heav en’s (D)Child (E)has (F#m)come

to (D)make of me a (A)Child (Asus2)of (A)God.

(A)I am just a (D)peas (A)ant girl of (D)sim ple, hon est (A)means.

a (A)Who am I to (D)hold the Sav ior a (A)sent to set men (E)free,

to (A)know the Child that (D)I gave (A)life will (D)give His life for (A)me?

The (D)an gels sing, “Em (A)man

(E)u (A)el.”

Ho ly (D)Child (E)of (A)hope, per fect (D)Child (E)of (A)peace,

(D)born to be the Lord (A)of life in (E)me.

(A)Oh, my (D)pre (E)cious (A)Son, Heav en’s (D)Child (E)has (F#m)come

to (D)make of me a (A)Child (Asus2)of (A)God.

(A)God.

Oh, my pre (E)cious (A)Son, Heav en’s (D)Child (E)has (Dmaj7)come

to (D)make of me a (A)child (E)of (F#m)God.

Oh, to (D)make of me a (A)child

of (A)God.