All Safe Tucked In and Warm
It came upon a blizzard day
with gloriest rays of old
she stole the Babe
that blessed night,
and wisked Him home away
A pooring girl so sad and torn
she saw Him shivering cold
and from the church she ran
towards her dwelling place
to wrap Him in her fray
It came upon a Christmas day
as churches round the world
sang Halleluja praise the Lord
with a Babe inside a crib ,
that little Jesus reappeared
all safe, tucked in and warm !
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