In The Bleak Midwinter by Christina Georgina Rossetti (remix)
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His Glorious Birth
In the wintry season on a happy morn'
A pure and beautiful Saviour was born.
The begotten Son of the Heavenly Father;
Bells rang out as the seraphim sings,
For the glorious birth of the newborn King.
Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
As the animals nestled around the hay here.
Mary and Joseph cried joyously in awe,
The cherubim heeded to the master's call.
For the Saviour has come; to save one and all.
The stars twinkled ever so brightly,
As a maiden Mary hugs her precious baby tightly.
Bestowed with priceless gifts of essence,
They bowed and worshiped his Holy excellence.
This is the story of His benevolent precedence.
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