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| | The Huron Carol (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-10-24) |
 | | Within a lodge of broken bark the tender babe was found, a ragged robe of rabbit skin enwrapped his beauty round; but as the hunter braves drew nigh, the angel song rang loud and high: Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelcis gloria. |
 | | O children of the forest free, O sons of Manitou, the holy child of earth and heaven is born today for you. |
 | | Come, kneel before the radiant boy, who brings you beauty, peace and joy: Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelcis gloria. |
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