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YE CHILDREN ALL (It came upon a midnight clear) . Ye children all of Mother Earth Join hands and we'll circle around To celebrate this Solistice night When our lost Lord is found. Rejoice! The year has begun again. The Sun blesses skies up above. So share this season together now In everlasting love. BROTHERS, SISTERS, COME AND SING (Hark, the Herald Angels Sing) . Brothers, sisters, come and sing Glory to the Newborn King. Gardens peaceful, forests wild, Celebrate the Holy Child. Now the time of growing starts. Joyful voices; joyful hearts, Cheer the Yule log as it burns, For, once again, the Sun returns. Brothers, sisters, come and sing Glory to the Newborn King.

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