...The labour pains ceased
The new born shrieked
The shepherds bowed
And the angels sang
White and pure
A nail here, another there
All the filth, he bore
And for all, his blood shed
Remember his birth
More, remember his death
Don't make him bleed even more
Merry CHRISTmas***
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And the gloom is lifted from soul! I am saved.This poem made my day.Thank you very much