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That Night It must have been a peaceful night with a bright star overhead, A babe lay in a manger, as there was no infant bed. 
Angels sang a heavenly hymn. The breeze was cold that night. The cattle lowed most softly In the bright star's glowing light
The mother held her newborn child and pulled the wrappings tight. The heavens were with glory filled and hovered o'er the night.
Trumpets sounded o'er the land. To announce the holy birth. For just a time it was so calm with blessed peace on earth.
The mother sang a lullaby, a cradle song of old. Wise men came from far away to give him gifts of gold.
It must have been a lovely night. Designed from up above. When a little child was born to give redemption, peace and love. by Henery Charles Doherty 
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