What (C)hope we hold

this (F)star lit night:

a (G)King is born

in (Csus)Beth le (C)hem.

Our (C)jour ney long,

we (F)seek the light

that (C)leads to the hal low ed (G7)man ger (C)ground.

What (C)fear we felt in the (F)si lent age.

Four (G)hun dred years;

can (Csus)He be (C)found?

But (C)bro ken by

a (F)ba by’s cry,

re (C)joice in the hal low ed (G7)man ger (C)ground.

Em (C)man

u (G)el,

Em (C)man

u (F)el,

(C)God

in

(F)car

nate,

(C)here

to

(G)dwell.

Em (C)man

u (G)el,

Em (C)man

u (F)el,

(C)praise

His

(F)name,

Em

(C)man

(G7)u

(C)el.

The (C)Son of God

here (F)born to bleed;

a (G)crown of thorns

would (Csus)pierce His (C)brow.

And (C)we be held

this (F)of fer ing,

ex (C)alt ed now,

the (F)King of kings.

Praise (Dm)God for the hal low ed (G7)man ger (C)ground.

Em (Am)el.

(C)Praise

His

(F)name,

Em

(C)man

(G7)u

(C)el.

Oh, (C)praise His name.

Em (C)man u el.