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| Oh, what suffering! Oh, what torment! |
| Poor Joseph must have been nearly wild |
| The girl whom he had planned to marry |
| Was very soon to bear a Child. |
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| How did Joseph get the message? |
| Was his Mary the first to tell? |
| Was it whispered in vicious gossip? |
| Or did someone cruelly wish him well? |
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| How he must have questioned God |
| How could such a shocking thing be? |
| To the lovely girl he'd chosen |
| For her innocence and purity? |
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| I'm sure he must have agonized |
| With conflicting thoughts of what to do |
| Should he hide her away from ridicule |
| Or marry and protect all the way through. |
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| 'Twas then an angel appeared to Joseph |
| As he lay on his bed in troubled sleep |
| "Dear Joseph, there's no need to fret |
| You've no reason to worry or weep. |
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| The Child was conceived of the Holy Ghost |
| Mary was chosen for her worth |
| So marry her and take her home |
| Protect her as she prepares to give birth. |
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| Her Son shall be called Jesus |
| He'll save all mankind from their sin." |
| Then Joseph did as he was bid |
| And was filled with peace within. |
