Jesus, Holy, Undefiled,
Listen To A Little Child;
Thou Hast Sent The Glorious Light,
Chasing Far The Silent Night.
Thou Hast Sent The Sun To Shine,
Over This Glorious World Of Thine;
Warmth To Give And Pleasant Glow,
On Each Tender Flower Below.
Now The Little Birds Arise,
Chirping Gaily In The Skies;
Thee Their Tiny Voices Praise,
In The Early Songs They Raise.
Thou, By Whom The Birds Are Fed,
Give To Me My Daily Bread;
And Thy Holy Spirit Give,
Without Whom I Cannot Live.
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