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Jesus the Original Homeless One

The original homeless ones Oh, I have no earthly home Parents and I, roaming Hiding from the governer Hiding from rulers and men Come before you naked Later wrapped in swaddling clothes The original homeless ones Born from the Holy Ghost Mother Mary was it's host And God allowed me Jesus to come down God allowed me to live on He allows to be birth this day To grow, live die on a cross someday To save men's from their sins This baby boy with us This future King of Kings, Jesus The original homeless one written by James Edward Lee Sr. from anthology "Christmas 2017 St Luke 2-8

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