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Christmas Eve II

Snow came down
like falling tears
or dreams frozen in
despair,
echoing an evening
long ago
when a sign from
Heaven
pierced the gloom,
hope was born in a
stable
and stony hearts
cried:
"No room! No room!"
Beat down our
hardened hearts,
O Spirit of Holiness
that we may find
room
for the Lord to
enter in!


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