From Heaven The Angel-Troop Come Near And To The Shepherds Plain Appear: A Tender Little Child, They Cry, In A Rough Manger Lies Hard By, In Bethlehem, David'S Town Of Old, As Prophet Micah Has Foretold; 'Tis The Lord Jesus Christ, I Wis, Who Of You All The Saviour Is. And Ye May Well Break Out In Mirth That God Is One With You Henceforth; For He Is Born Your Flesh And Blood-- Your Brother Is The Eternal Good. He Will Nor Can From You Go Hence; Put You In Him Your Confidence. However Many You Assail, Defy Them--He Can Never Fail! What Can Death Do To You, Or Sin? The True God Is To You Come In. Let Hell And Satan Raging Go-- The Son Of God'S Your Comrade Now! At Last You Must Approval Win, For You Are Now Become God'S Kin: For This Go Thanking God Alway, Happy And Patient Every Day. Amen.