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As we walk around each tree standing
here tonight,
Oh how we imagine each one shining
in all its glory light.

The light reminds us of the star
of Bethlehem
Which shown so brightly as it led
three wise men.

It led them to the manager where
our dear Lord was early born,

A lowly birth for one so great who
Was to suffer under the thorn.

© Copyright 2000 by Jean E. Gorney