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the bleak mid-winter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak mid-winter, Long ago. Our God, heaven
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for Him, whom cherubim Worship night and day, A breast full of milk And a manger of hay: Enough for Him, whom angels Fall down before, The ox and ass and camel Which adore. What can I give
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