Moving toward Bethlehem

ON THE EVE OF CHRISTMAS

When we offer a glass of water
To a thirsty person, it is Christmas

When we clothe a naked person
With a gown of love, it is Christmas

When we wipe the tears
From weeping eyes, it is Christmas

When we line a hopeless heart
With love, it is Christmas.

On the Eve of Christmas
Hatred will vanish
On the Eve of Christmas
The earth will flourish
On the Eve of Christmas
War will be gone
On the Eve of Christmas
Love will be born.

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When I kiss a friend
Without hypocrisy, it is Christmas
When the spirit of revenge
Dies in me, it is Christmas
When in my heart I no longer
Want to stay apart, it is Christmas
When I am buried
In the being of God, it is Christmas.

A translation of a Palestinian Christmas carol, source unknown

 

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