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VOLUME 27
DECEMBER, 1'909
NUMBER 3
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Scharmel Iris.
A lamb w路a s lost on Christmas morn, Upon a . wintry mountain; It bleated sad, with eyes forlorn, Beside a frozen fountain. A Babe was born on Christmas morn ~ 'Twas laid in manger hay; A joyous angel blew his hornThe shepherds found their way.
His lamb the shepherd gladly found And warmed it in his arms; The Babe of Mary, swaddling bound Lay sheltered from all harms.
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liis eyes, twin dewdrops, took the light 0f winter's twilight gray, His cheeks, soft blossom1S pink and white, His lips the rose of day. The gentle lamb frisked to and fro, And played with comrade, mild, As Mary sheltered from the snow Her darling newborn Child .
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