As days go by and we all grow old
One story will always be told
Of a baby born on Christmas Day
In a manger that was filled with hay.
He was wrapped in blankets by His mom and dad
and by singing, the angels showed they were glad.
He worked with His dad making things with wood
But only He and God knew that he would.
Grow up and Die to forgive all our sin
then defeat the devil and come back again.
He would then return to his father above
And leave the desciples to tell of his love.
As days go by and we all grow old
The story of Christ will always be told.
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