Oh sweet Mary and Joseph,
Your precious one born in the hay,
How could your hearts ever know ?,
He would end up on Golgothas Way,
In the little town of Bethlehem,
The angels announced his birth,
How could your hearts ever know ?,
He would bring peace to all on earth,
He must have romped and played,
As a little child growing up,
How could your hearts ever know ?,
Sorrow would fill his cup,
He strayed that day in the temple,
You must have been so afraid,
How could your hearts ever know ?,
What a price he would have to pay,
How proud you must have been,
As he grew to a loving man,
How could your hearts ever know ?,
He would heal his people again and again,
S. Wlodarczyk
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