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The town was full, no room was found for the simple village maid No wonder then–on straw it was the babe was gently laid The town was full of busy men all busy doing things No wonder then, they did not know He was the King of Kings! The land was full of Pharisees religious men of note How could they know the humble man was He of whom God wrote! And so they sent Him to the cross and mocked Him in His shame How could they know t’was God Himself Immanuel is His name How sad that He whom prophets told so oft of, was ignored How sad they would not come to Him who earnestly implored How sad before the judgment throne remorse shall useless be For all who spurn God’s sacrifice are damned eternally! |