Love Came Down At Christmas
Love came down at Christmas
and was laid in a humble manger.
Mary’s precious little boy was born
that night so full of danger.
“No room,” they said at the inn that night.-
No room, except in a manger…
Mary brought forth her Son, surrounded by the animals,
and was serenaded by the Holy Angels.
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