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See the virgin is delivered in a cold and crowded stall; mirror of the Father's glory lies beside her in the straw. He is mercy's incarnation, marvel at this miracle; for the virgin gently holds the glorious impossible. Love has come to walk on water, turn the water into wine; touch the leper, bless the children, love both human and divine. Praise the wisdom of the Father who has spoken through His Son; speaking still, He calls us to the glorious impossible. He was bruised for our transgressions, and He bears our eternal scars; He was raised for our salvation, and His righteousness is ours. Praise oh praise Him, praise the glory of this lavished grace so full; lift your souls now and receive the glorious impossible. Hallelujah glorious impossible.