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Slowly fall the snowflakes,
clothing earth in white,
Sweetly bells are chiming,
on this Christmas night;
Dark the earth aforetime,
white on Christmas morn;
Christ the curse reversing—
Mary’s Son is born.
Slowly fall the snowflakes,
virgin-white the sod,
In the chill descending,
ike the grace of God;
Wild the varied chimings,
one tale only tell—
Lies in Bethlehem’s manger
great Emmanuel.
Slowly fall the snowflakes,
hang the holly high,
Bright its berries greeting
God Incarnate nigh;
Dark the earth no longer,
barren nevermore,
Grace-flowers spring to blossom
on th’eternal shore.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11
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Dates:
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1916
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 1:23;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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BORROW
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11
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Dates:
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1916
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