Andrew Peterson - Long, Long Ago

Wind in the olive reed softly did blow
'Round little Bethlehem long, long ago
Sheep on the hillside lay whiter than snow
Shepherds were watching them long, long ago

Then from the happy sky angels bent low
Singing their anthems of joy long ago
For in a manger bed, cradled we know
Christ came to Bethlehem long, long ago

Long, long, long ago
Christ came to Bethlehem long, long ago

Stars in their circling courses did go
Telling their tidings of joy long ago
Wise men and kings gave their treasures of gold
Gifts to the Boy, born a King long ago

Long, long, long ago Christ came to Bethlehem long, long ago

Wind in the olive tree softly did blow
'Round little Bethlehem long, long ago
Still we remember how gentle and low
God came to dwell with us long, long ago

Long, long, long ago
God came to dwell with us long, long ago
Long, long, long ago
God came to dwell with us long, long ago

God came to dwell in us
Came to dwell in us
We remember it long, long ago
God came to dwell in us
Came to dwell with us
Came to dwell with us long, long ago