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by Bob Beers |
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garment of life be it tattered and torn The cloak of the soldier is weathered and worn But what Child is this that was poverty-born? The peace of Christmas Day The branch that bears
the bright holly The hope that has slumbered
for two thousand years |
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branch that bears the bright holly The dove that rests in yonder tree The light that shines for all to see The peace of Christmas Day Add all the grief that
people may bear The branch that bears
the bright holly |
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