The World of Myth Magazine

In the hills I hear the distant drums
Proclaiming the 'One' has finally come
The twelve drummers drumming
A celebration is coming

In the heavens and on earth
All will praise His holy birth
God has given his only son
So all our sins will be undone

So on this holy Christmas morn
Our trees of life we all adorn
Shining bright that all may see
So thankful that we are sin free

A great feast will await me and you
A seat at His table for just a few
All from a miracle that set us free
The birth of a partridge in a pear tree.

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