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CHRISTMAS AT OUR HOUSE | |||||||||||||||
In our house the Christmas tree, Has needles that cannot sew, And upon it's many branches, Are lights that only glow. There are strings of tinsel, That shimmer in the light, And lots of pretty things, That makes the house look bright. But best of all, in our house, All of us have Christ in our heart, And we know the peace He gives, From us will not depart. -Patricia Lawrence Colossians 1:9-20 |
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