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Ross Diana A Very Special Season

thou, this thou can't save amid, despair We slumber safe until tomorrow Though we by man outcast relieved Oh, maiden, see a maiden's sorrow Oh, mother, hear a

lay the world in sin and error, pining Till he appeared and the soul felt it's worth A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks a new

of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white I'm dreaming of a white

(j. mohe/f. gurber) Silent night Holy night All is calm, all is bright 'round you virgin mother and child Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now I'm found Was blind but now I see The earth shall soon dissolve

(mrs. s. martin) Why should I feel discouraged Why should the shadows come Why should my heart feel lonely And long for heaven and home? When jesus