This is the truth sent from above
The truth of God, the God of love;
Therefore don’t turn me from your door
But hearken all, both rich and poor

The first thing, which I do relate
That God at first did man create
The next thing, which to you I tell
Woman was made with him to dwell

Then after this, ‘twas God’s own choice
To place them both in Paradise
There to remain from evil free
Except they ate of such a tree

But they did eat, which was a sin
And thus their ruin did begin;
Ruined themselves, both you and me
And all of their posterity

Thus we were heirs to endless woes
Till God the Lord did interpose
For so a promise soon did run
That He’d redeem us with a Son

And at this season of the year
Our blest Redeemer did appear
He here did live, and here did preach
And many thousands He did teach
Thus He in love to us behaved
To show us how we must be saved
And if you want to know the way
Be pleased to hear what He did say

Go preach the Gospel new, He said
To all the nations that are made
And he that does believe in me
From all his sins I’ll set him free

God grant to all within this place
True saving faith—that special grace
Which to His people doth belong—
And thus I close my Christmas song