When the song of the angels is stilled,
when the star in the sky is gone,
when the kings and princes are home,
when the shepherds are back with their flock,
then the work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
to feed the hungry,
to release the prisoner,
to rebuild the nations,
to bring peace among brother and sisters,
to make music in the heart.
Howard Thurman
The Cloisters at Iona
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