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WHAT IT'S ABOUT
No room, no room they cried that day, and Jesus our Savior was laid in hay. His bed was a manger. He came as a stranger, To take our sins away. Seek him, seek him the angels proclaimed, and shepherds in haste to all acclaimed. Wise men from afar, followed a star. And gifts at His feet they laid. Rejoice, rejoice our Lord did say, and men did find a Savior that day. He calmed their fears and dried their tears. And taught them how to pray. Crucify, crucify the mob cried out, and Jesus our Lord was led with a shout. The tears He cried. For me He died. He is risen is what it’s about!
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