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Tis He by Kathleen Higham On this glorious Christmas morn The Son comes to warm me I will cheat hell this day As I pray on bended knee A spiritual wall so surrounding Alas, alas, he will not win The evil one retreats once more Followed by my filthy sin For I am possessed by He Forgiveness, though I am weak On my bended knee again Ti's He, Tis He, I seek Oh, the preciousness of life Will never be this sweet Even when I am weary Tis He, pulls me to my feet On this glorious Christmas morn I shall not have a care Tis He, Tis He, I know it Always, Tis He, Tis He-there. |
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