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~ No
Room ~
No room,
no room
in the
Inn for
Him
The
night
Christ
was born
in
Bethlehem
Only a
stable
with a
manger
of hay
The only
place
found
for the
Babe to
lay
Come
Lord
Jesus, I
welcome
you in.
My heart
can be
your
Bethlehem
No more
will I
ever
turn you
away
There's
room in
my heart
for you
today
Come
Lord
Jesus,
now I
pray
There's
room in my
heart,
where
you can
stay
Too long
I've
cried,
'no room
for Him'
As the
Inn
Keeper
that
night in
Bethlehem
Yolanda
Cohen
©2004
yycohen@aol.com
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