Is borne the song that angels know;
Unheard by mortals are the strains
That sweetly soothe the Savior's woe.
-William B. Tappan,
"'Tis Midnight, and on Olive’s Brow"
He sees you when you're sleeping. 
Sleep tight my little ones. 
Daddy loves you.
Santa Claus is coming.
VERY SWEET
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