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A Christmas Folk-Song

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The little Jesus came to town;
The wind blew up, the wind blew down;
Out in the street the wind was bold;
Now who would house Him from the cold?

Then opened wide a stable door,
Fair were the rushes on the floor;
The Ox put forth a horned head :
'Come, Little Lord, here make Thy bed.'

Up rose the Sheep were folded near:
'Thou Lamb of God, come, enter here.'
He entered there to rush and reed,
Who was the Lamb of God, indeed.

The little Jesus came to town;
With Ox and Sheep He laid Him down;
Peace to the byre, peace to the fold,
For that they housed Him from the cold!
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Colleen Courtney 19 May 2014
Not a fan of religious poetry but who can not be a fan of a beautiful Christmas write! This is lovely. Has that nice lilty rhyming cadence that would make it a wonderful piece to recite to a child at Christmastime! Very well done!
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