Beneath Christmas Tree Was a Wreath
Beneath Christmas Tree Was A Wreath
Beneath Christmas Tree we saw a wreath;
Thought about Jesus and His much grief;
Born and bred,
In a shed,
And of Him on church window is a motif.
We never knew how long Jesus was in the
barn after his birth. He was there when the
wise men came.
Jim Horn
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