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24 December 2020


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May there always be a song in your heart at Christmas and always.
One Of my favorite songs is War is Over Happy Christmas by John Lennon. Last Christmas by Wham
and Mary Don't you know by various artists

and all the songs from children's christmas pageants
I love it when Children Sing.

O Holy Night, and Mary, Did You Know —- also German Christmas carols sung by children....always give me goosebumps.

Corey, Raffi lives here on our small island. We see him at the market in the summer signing books for children, and adults that grew up with
his books and songs...
Merry Christmas, and thank you for your blog.

Merry Christmas, Corey, and everyone in your family. I have appreciated your posts each day for years.
My favorite carol is "We Three Kings of Orient Are." When I hear the melody I feel that I am traveling on a camel, or rocking chair. It is very comforting. I have been singing it while watching the Great Convergence happen over our San Francisco Bay shoreline. I heard this amazing rendition this year. (Don't miss the end.) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lx35_DRIZ8g&feature=share&fbclid=IwAR1HzFHClU6KSSET7KAnPkY7auymjCzoXqZOWnlCdyFqzcOXrA-dzd3DVzo

Nat King Cole, "The Christmas Song." 1961.

Let there be Peace on earth and Oh Holy Night.
Merry Christmas Corey, and to your family! 😘Michelle

Have you ever heard Michael W. Smith's ChristmasTime Album? It is amazing. My favorite song is "Carols Sing".

Jim’s favorite is “In the Bleak Midwinter,” one I didn’t know until about ten years ago. It is now my favorite as well.


In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan;
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.

Our God, heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain,
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When He comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty —
Jesus Christ.

Enough for Him, whom cherubim
Worship night and day,
A breastful of milk
And a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom Angels
Fall down before,
The ox and ass and camel
Which adore.

Angels and Archangels
May have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air;
But only His Mother
In her maiden bliss
Worshipped the Beloved
With a kiss.

What can I give Him,
Poor as I am? —
If I were a Shepherd
I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man
I would do my part, —
Yet what I can I give Him, —
Give my heart

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