At the Christmas Eve service I was wondering if my wife had ever sung traditional Christmas songs before when in Joy to the World she sang,
"No more let sins and sorrows grow,The plow?
Nor thorns infest the plow."
Or on the ride home, Away in the Manger:
"The cattle are lowing,Well, not until Good Friday at least...
The poor Baby wakes,
But little Lord Jesus,
No dying He makes."
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I hope you had her approval to post that.
The pharmacists here thought the line was, "So bring us some piggy pudding..." and didn't believe me that it was figgy until they saw a recipe for it on the Food Network...
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