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and i see the the sun tarry
to look at a world of pain
and unrequited love
a world that is awake with tears
and asleep in threat of bad dreams
from freaks, ogres & incubi
no rest for the weary
as that li'l babe in the manger
came to this world as King
yet laid not in wool, but hay
asleep not in a crib, but a trough
He came into this world
but His own knew Him not
accustomed to pain, He labored
to call His own with tears and blood.
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* Lucas 2:16 "Así que fueron de prisa y encontraron a María y a José, y al niño que estaba acostado en el PESEBRE."
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