If , and only if,
Down the little pastures,
I could live.
Across the beautiful stream,
Where the candle lights gleam,
with happy little children,
Smiling in a radiant beam.
There will as I wish,
All my tears and anguish,
will be left far beyond the past,
Where time has made its last.
Today is Christmas Eve,
Thank you Jesus for your gift.
I'll look upon grace,
and love your sweet embrace.
Vincent.
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