We search the world over
fOr what are only sticks and stones
coNtent in our endeavor on which we were sent
dayLight fades over the desert we travel
nighTlife gave us hope as the path it unravels
forgeTting all caution for in Him we do trust
burninG bridges behind us, as all of us must
imaginaRy missions purport to us carry
halleluJah, Christ is born to woman named Mary



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