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Into a waiting silent night, Jesus came,

the Lord of Life.

A tiny infant, poor and lowly,

and yet the Son of God most Holy.

Who could know God’s perfect plan for Jesus

sent, in love to man?

Now to a waiting, silent earth,

He’s born anew in every birth.

In privileged child, or poor and lowly,

His gift of life is sacred, holy.

For none can know God’s perfect plan

within each gift of life to man.

Author Unknown

Author Unknown

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