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Mary, Mother of Christ
THAT night she felt those searching hands
Grip deep upon her breast,
She laughed and sang a silly tune
To lull her babe to rest;
Grip deep upon her breast,
She laughed and sang a silly tune
To lull her babe to rest;
That night she kissed his coral lips
How could she know the rest?
How could she know the rest?