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Sing sweet and low a lullaby, till angels say Amen. |
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A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem. |
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While wisemen follow through the dark, a star that beckons them. |
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A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem. |
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A little child shall lead them, the prophets said of old. |
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And storm and tempest heed them until the bell is tolled. |
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Sing sweet and low your lullaby, till angels say Amen. |
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A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem. |
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Sing sweet and low your lullaby till angels say Amen. |
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A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem. |
