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A Christmas Carol by G.K.Chesterton The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap,His hair was like a light.(O weary, weary were the world,But here is all aright.)The Christ-child lay on Mary's breastHis hair was like a star.(O stern and cunning are the kings,But here the true hearts are.) The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,His hair was like a fire.(O weary, weary is the world,But here the world's desire.)The Christ-child stood on Mary's knee,His hair was like a crown,And all the flowers looked up at Him,And all the stars looked down
A Christmas Carol
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The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap,
His hair was like a light.
(O weary, weary were the world,
But here is all aright.)
The Christ-child lay on Mary's breast
His hair was like a star.
(O stern and cunning are the kings,
But here the true hearts are.)
The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,
His hair was like a fire.
(O weary, weary is the world,
But here the world's desire.)
The Christ-child stood on Mary's knee,
His hair was like a crown,
And all the flowers looked up at Him,
And all the stars looked down