The star twinkling in the cold night sky,
A frosty feeling in the air,
Only one light shone from a stable,
The candlelight held a miracle,
A virgin having a baby,
Pain and powerful screams,
Lambs gathered to the voice of the Shepherd,
And His first cry.
Betlham's king born,
Son of greatness.
Born as a ticket,
paying the price of sin,
Only to die as a crimnal.
Lord, Most High,
The Redeemer, the forgiving of all sins,
Even those not commited yet,
And the crime of murder,
In Israel's name.
The Redeemer, loving at your first breath,
And your last.
Honorable mention
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