Of Christmas trees and childrens toys
Of gift and bow and mistletoe
And presents laid out in a row
We need to take a quiet hour
To contemplate all Heaven’s power
Which sent to earth our Heavenly King
When angels in the realm did sing
And in a quiet manger lay
A baby boy upon the hay
There, in that silent place, we find
The focus of all space and time.
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