"O Harmon Rabb"
Lyrics: Maureen S. O'Brien, fall 1997
Music: ttto "O Holy Night"
Insp: JAG

O Harmon Rabb, 
The winter stars are shining.
Where are you now? Are you still there to save?

I know your son.
I know someday he'll find you --
If you're alive, if you lie in your grave.

For almost thirty Christmases he's waited.
You are the only gift he's asking for.

Hold on somehow.
It can't be very long now.

He'll bring you home.
Yes, you'll come home, some Christmas morning.

You'll come, come home!
You'll come. You will come home.