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of all imaginings.
Oh, miraculous thing!
This body of God will nourish
Even the poorest,
The most humble of servants.
Even the poorest,
The most
of God will nourish
Even the poorest, the most humble of servants
Even the poorest, the most humble of servants
Thee we implore, O God, One in Three
to buy twenty of us
Until true love is added to these handfuls of dust
Handful of dust, handful of dust
Sums up the richest and poorest of us
True
If you continue to give temporary solution
To the poorest of the poor
To the poorest of the poor
One day the poor will become poorest
And the poorest
I've got a pocketful of money
Got my own car to drive around
But since I lost your love, your precious, precious love
Oh I'm the poorest boy,
and homage to our King
Christ, the Savior is born
Jesus, the Savior is born
Silent night
(Holy night)
All is calm, all is bright
Poorest dreams from
the Saviour is born Jesus the Saviour is born
Silent night (holy night) all is calm all is bright
Poorest dreams from heaven afar heavenly host sing
The poorest girl on earth you're still an angel for me.
I'd climb the highest hill to prove that I love you so
I'd even shouted loud enough the world would
to buy twenty of us
Until true love is added to these handfuls of dust
Handful of dust, handful of dust
Sums up the richest and poorest of us
True
to our King
Christ the Savior is born Jesus the Savior is born
Silent night (holy night) all is calm all is bright
Poorest dreams from heaven afar
to the ranchers who were desperately in need
They'd ride into the poorest section of a border town
Evenly distributed to the poorest of the town
The outlaws are
be plenty to buy twenty of us
Until true love is added to these handfuls of dust
Handful of dust, handful of dust
Sums up the richest and poorest
Once upon a time, before I took up smiling
I hated the moonlight
Shadows of the night like the poorest find beguiling
Seems flat as the moonlight
the last child cries for a crust of bread
When the last man dies for just words that he said
When there's shelter over the poorest head
Then we shall be
they finally rise above
But it's always in the giving
That gets you to the places you find love-love
Remember in the poorest part of town
Where
to our King
Christ the Savior is born Jesus the Savior is born
Silent night (holy night) all is calm all is bright
Poorest dreams from heaven afar
the last child cries for a crust of bread
When the last man dies for just words that he said
When there's shelter over the poorest head
Then we shall be
virtue distinguish the brave
Place riches in lowest degree
Think them poorest who can be a slave
Them richest who dare to be free
ship
And he brings me pearls on every trip
And pink champagne for me to sip
And you're the poorest boy I know oh so no no no
I can't give you
All around the world
There are people like you and me
From the poorest beggar in the street
To the richest king and queen
Some people take
the poorest indeed
And I hope you remember every December
That bright shining light from above
The promise from God's lips
The greatest of all gifts
and Alaska, from the old to the new
Texas and Ohio and the California shore
Tell me, who could ask for more?
Yet she's only as rich as the poorest of her
miraculous thing!
This body of God will nourish
Even the poorest,
The most humble of servants.
Even the poorest,
The most humble of servants.
They say this is a big, rich town, yeah, yeah
And I just come from the poorest part, oh
Bright lights, city life, I gotta make it
This is where it
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