LO! IT IS CHRISTMAS

Do we today,As long ago,Fill up the inn,Our consciousness,With fretted careAnd worldly din,So when Christ knocksThe keeper calls,,"No room within"?

Be not deceived,Haste, open wideThe bolted gate,bound with the bar,Self-centeredness.It is not late,Christ never leaves;The carnal thoughtIs not our guest.

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