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Make of our homes a place Where Your love dwells; Through patient ways may Angry thoughts dispel. Remove the sin that binds ..

In this true story, Christmastime in the early 20th century brings happy dreams for a young boy.

There is a seeing some deny, But no less real for those of faith Than the ground beneath one’s feet, A breath of air, one&rsquo..

I saw her standing bent Upon the snow, Shivering with each icy Blast of wind. Her tattered rags hung loose Upon her form, Remains..

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