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| Christmas Tree Menorah |
Each Night is a holy night.
And so the children come.
And so they have been coming.
Always in the same way they come --
Born of the seed of man and woman.
No angels herald their beginnings,
No prophets predict their future courses,
No wise men see a star to point their way
To find a babe that may save humankind.
Yet each night a child is born is a holy night.
Fathers and Mothers --
Sitting beside their children's cribs --
Feel glory in the sight of a new life beginning.
They ask: "When and how will this new life end?
Or will it never end?"
Each night a child is born is a holy night.
A time for singing...
A time for wondering...
A time for worshipping...
Sophia Lyons Fahs
And so they have been coming.
Always in the same way they come --
Born of the seed of man and woman.
No angels herald their beginnings,
No prophets predict their future courses,
No wise men see a star to point their way
To find a babe that may save humankind.
Yet each night a child is born is a holy night.
Fathers and Mothers --
Sitting beside their children's cribs --
Feel glory in the sight of a new life beginning.
They ask: "When and how will this new life end?
Or will it never end?"
Each night a child is born is a holy night.
A time for singing...
A time for wondering...
A time for worshipping...
Sophia Lyons Fahs
Merry Christmas!
Feliz Navidad!
Wesołych Świąt!
Fröhliche Weihnachten!
Sretan Božić!
Heri la Krismasi!
圣诞快乐
Un Crăciun fericit!
З Різдвом Христовим!
کریسمس مبارک
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