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Labor of Love

It was not a silent night

There was blood on the ground

You could hear a woman cry

In the alleyways that night

On the streets of David's townAnd the stable was not clean

And the cobblestones were cold

And little Mary full of grace

With the tears upon her face

Had no mother's hand to holdIt was a labor of pain

It was a cold sky above

But for the girl on the ground in the dark

With every beat of her beautiful heart

It was a labor of loveNoble Joseph at her side

Callused hands and weary eyes

There were no midwives to be found

On the streets of David's town

In the middle of the nightSo he held her and he prayed

Shafts of moonlight on his face

For the baby in her womb

He was the maker of the moon

He was the author of the faith

That could make the mountains moveIt was a labor of pain

It was a cold sky above

But for the girl on the ground in the dark

With every beat of her beautiful heart

It was a labor of loveFor little Mary full of grace

With the tears upon her face

It was a labor of loveIt was not a silent night

On the streets of David's town

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