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Show m Christmas Song H In every babe that gains the light H Through ruck of human pain, H In each ncw-hreatliing soul tonight fl The Christ-child lives again. H In every drop of anguish, pressed H From pallid woman's brow, H In every virgin mother-breast H His Mother wliispers now. 1 And wise men through the dark- H ticss B Lo! In the East a Star!' H O little Christ who is to die Mr Was your1 soul's journey far? i Strange meteor wounds of death i and birtli V Lighting nn endless sen; V A little child has come to earth H And He must dio for me! H I5y Mary McNeil Fenollosa, in H the Crnfthinaii, |