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The Fourth Sunday of Advent |
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Advent Prayer
Like foolish folk of old I would not be,
Who had no room that night for Him and thee.
See, Mother Mary, here within my heart
I've made a little shrine for Him apart;
Swept it of sin, and cleansed it with all care;
Warmed it with love and scented it with prayer.
So, Mother, when the Christmas anthems start,
Please let me hold your baby --in my heart.
--Sr. Maryanna, O.P.
Marist Press, 1946
Artwork: Charcoal Wisemen by Jan Richardson
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