catholic
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In Advent past I looked with gleeupon the vast and tinseled treeThat bade our home a jolly place, And made me happy on my face Now no carols fill the townDistant, harrowed, wearing frowns,Are the folks we once knewAlways with too much to do Are we to stand as snow blows by,Lonesome under starless sky,As hearth
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Great God Above and Lord of Hosts,Soldiers of man’s kingdoms seek of the peace Heaven boasts,Hear our prayer and grant it for those who man the posts For this pursuit and defence of homeby love of man and of your law,they pick up their cross and by it fall Remember their sacrifice when our hearts
Northern Apostle 