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Dec 2019
CHRISTMAS
The earth is doomed by what we call an end,
and so is man, who moves towards his tomb.
Man lives in search for knowledge and intent.
The holy Child is born to make them known.

The Lord, Who makes the world, wants us to ken
Who is the Lord, Whose words all men obey.
He comes to earth, a Child in that poor crib:
a Child in form but in His soul the Lord.

He comes to die so soon to show that death
for Him is nothing as His soul's alive
and even in His flesh He shines again
to reassure all men of their grand end.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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Joseph Zenieh
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