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| For some reason I have always loved this - my swedish grandmother... the beauty of winter... the mystery and wondrous possibility of Christmas! |
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| The goodness of St Nicholas |
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| If we could but see how the world proclaims His glory! |
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| child wonder |
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| Away in a manger, no crib for a bed... that manger was rough! |
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