My heart always wanders where Jesus once was born There I collect my thoughts into a total sum There my longing finds a home, and my belief a treasure I can never forget you blessed Christmas night Oh, I want to open up my heart and my soul And full of longing sigh, come Jesus here within This is no foreign housing, you bought it though yourself Then I will likely stay, swaddled in my heart I’ll gladly spread palm branches around your crib For you, for you alone I will live and I will die Come let my soul find you its true blissful moment That you were born here deep in my heart’s abyss
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