Logs are glowing in the fire
An angel tops the tree
Lovely carols fill the air
And you are here with me
Icy snowmen guard the yard
A sled is left from play
Lord, for all these blessings
We so humbly pray
Icicles hang from rooftops
Contrasting warmth within
As family gathers round us
The Holidays begin
We celebrate this season
Most joyous of the year
Won't you be our special guest
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