Christmas lights shimmer on the bay
As we come home, warm inside
On a cold winter night
With Christ’s birth in sight
His mother cradled him in the hay
We touched the donkey’s hide
As we witnessed the living nativity
Shown to us with glowing activity
Christmas lights shimmer on the bay
As we come home, warm inside
With Christ’s birth in sight
In spite of the cold winter night.
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