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So many, many years ago

So many, many years ago
And many miles away,
The prophets spoke of joy and hope — 
Of peace to come one day.
For unto us a child is born,
Isaiah did proclaim:
The Prince of Peace, Almighty God — 
For these shall be His Name.

 
About two thousand years ago
And half a world away,
Inside a barn that child was born
And in a manger lay.
I am the way, the truth, the life,
This child called Jesus said:
I am the vine, the door, the light,

The true life-giving bread.


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