A piercing cry from a newborn
As he tastes the brisk air
The only sound that silent morn
The Son of Man lay bare
The cries stop as quick as they start
As Jesus hears sweet Mary’s heart
Poor and rich, ox and ass
The angels sing and adore
Swaddled babe hold us fast
So we may be a little more
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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