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  Just One Small Babe

There was no snow on that rare night,

No evergreens, baubles, or balls,

No carols, save, "Joy to the World",

No mistletoe, no Santa Claus,

Except the stars that shined, no lights,

Just one small babe.

A babe that grew into a man,

Bearing a sorrowful cross,

Taking on His back the sins of the world,

That none might be lost;

The universe groaned in His travail,

The Father turned away His face,

All of creation saved by His grace -

Just one small babe.


(c) 1991, 1997 Karleen Wickham Page

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