There is a legend that on the Holy Night all was strangely quiet in Bethlehem of Judea. No birds sang, the wind was hushed, and even the water ceased to flow.✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨
When the Christ Child was born, however, all nature awoke. The trees burst with green leaves, grass sprang up, and flowers blossomed everywhere. Animals were given the power of speech, oxen in their stalls knelt in adoration to the newborn King, and an angel choir sang praises to His name.✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨
To this day, legend tells us, in Bethlehem on Christmas Eve, oxen still kneel in their stalls while an unseen chorus sings praises to the Prince of Peace.✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨
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