Of the dark past a child is born
With joy and grief my heart is torn
Calm in his cradle the living lies
May love and mercy unclose his eyes
Life is breathed on the glass
The world that was not comes to pass
A child is sleeping, an old man gone
Oh father forsaken, forgive your son
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