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Twelve years have passed away since the angels sang that new song on earth, the song of the new-born.

Now behold the, kneeling in the Temple, whither He had gone up with Mary His Mother and Joseph His Foster-father.

He kneels in His 's house, the house of prayer, and prays for His people Israel.

Prays for all mankind, for me.

There is always a place for me in that Sacred Heart of His.

My life is all there, as if there were no other life but mine.

He loves me as if there were none else to love but me.