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The night we came from out the drifting snow
 * The winds were bitter and the streets were drear;

You drove us forth who knew not where to go.

We homeless "bums" had watched the blizzard grow—
 * The ghastliest and wildest of the year—

The night we came from out the drifting snow.

But how could God's anointed ever know
 * What Hunger means when Want and Cold are near—

You drove us forth who knew not where to go.

We knew your piety for empty show,
 * But still your pillared church was warm with cheer

The night we came from out the drifting snow.

Some day an earth-uprooting storm may blow
 * Your haughty temples full of screaming fear—

You drove us forth who knew not where to go!

