Saviour, at your birth
The angels softly sang
Heralding your arrival
To save the fate of man
Now your birthday is near
We hear the church bells rang
Calling your children hither
To sing the thanks of man
In bed on their wedding night his wife said, “I must say, before we first met, I was Christian” Her husband said calmly “I don’t care a...
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