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Make my heart your manger, Lord
Emmanuel now dwells with man
Lowly stable, holy child
   Let your glory shine*

Make my heart your temple, Lord
From your throne you came to earth
Light that drives away the dark
   Let your glory shine

   Star of Bethlehem, may your beauty rise above
   any other star within me
   Son of Abraham, born of Mary; born of God -
   you have come to set your people free

Make my heart your cathedral
A monument to your majesty
Into the darkness of evil
   Let your glory shine

Make my heart your empty tomb
Crucify every sin in me
Roll away this stone of gloom
   Let your glory shine

   Star of Bethlehem, may your beauty rise above
   any other star within me
   Son of Abraham, born of Mary; born of God -
   you have come to set your people free


* Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; let 
   your glory be over all the earth (Psalm 57:11)

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