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Lord, in this holy season of prayer, song and laughter, we praise you for the great wonders you have sent us; for shining star and angel's song, for infant's cry in lowly manger. We praise you for the Word made flesh in a little Child. We behold his glory, and are bathed in its radiance. Be with us as we sing the ironies of Christmas, the incomprehensible comprehended, the poetry made hard fact. We kneel before you shepherds, innkeepers & wisemen. Help us to rise bigger than we are. 
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