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A decree went out from Caesar of Rome
All the people,return to your home.
Joseph a carpenter, Mary his wife
She was to give birth, soon her plight.
Everyone  to be taxed, was key
All must return to their city.
The angel Gabriel, in his own say
Told Mary, The son of God is on his way.
Jesus, was to be his name
He will receive eternal fame.
Arriving in Bethelhem, full the town
No place for Mary to lie down.
To the stables, she went to pray
Washing all her doubts away.
They were in the fields, nearby,
Shepherds looked to the skies

An angel came, to them at night,
Go to Bethelhem, see his might.

The son of God, in a manager lay,
He will wash your sins away.

The shepherds were first, to see him
there,
Lying in a manager without a care.

A beautiful baby in a manager lay,
The son of God was born that day.

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