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This happy day, whose risen sun Shall set not through eternity; This holy day, when Christ, the Lord, Took on him our humanity; For little children everywhere A joyous season still we make; We bring our precious gifts to them, Even for the dear Child, Jesus' sake.
gpt
In him was life; and the life was the light of men.
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Joy to the world!
gpt
Here I am, last but not least.
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Whosoever will be chief among you, let him be your servant; even as the Son of man came not to be ministered unto, but to minister, and to give his life a ransom for many.
gpt
Not my feet only, but also my hands and my head. At the last Jesus said,
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Verily I say unto you, the servant is not greater than his Lord; neither he that is sent greater than he that sent him.