Merry Christmas

Our lady held our Lord so dear
And so He wouldn't cry,
She rocked Him gently in her arms
And sang a lullaby.
Beneath the star of Bethlehem,
She held Him close to sing
The holiest of melodies
To soothe the newborn King.
Now floating down through all the years
The song so pure and mild,
Is sung in every mother's heart
And heard by every child!

-----------Kate Watkins Furman



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