« AnteriorContinuar »
Hush! such a glory was not for thee,
But that care may still be thine;
For the sake of the child divine ?
To thy heart and thy home to take ? And are there no mothers whose weary hearts
You can comfort for Mary's sake ?
O LOVELY voices of the sky,
That hymned the Saviour's birth!
Ye that sang, “Peace on earth”?
Wherewith, in days gone by,
O voices of the sky!
O clear and shining light, whose beams
That hour heaven's glory shed
And on the shepherd's head;
As in that holiest night
O clear and shining light !
O star which led to Him, whose love
Brought down man's ransom free,
May we still gaze on thee?
Thy rays earth might not dim ;
O star which led to Him !
A CHRISTMAS CAROL.
Dinah MARIA MULOCK.
GOD rest ye, merry gentlemen! let nothing you
For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas
The dawn rose red o'er Bethlehem, the stars shone
through the gray, When Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas
God rest ye, little children ; let nothing you affright, For Jesus Christ, your Saviour, was born this happy
night; Along the hills of Galilee the white flocks sleeping
lay, When Christ, the Child of Nazareth, was born on
God rest ye, all good Christians; upon this blessed
morn The Lord of all good Christians was of a woman born. Now all your sorrows He doth heal, your sins He
takes away; For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas
A CHRISTMAS CAROL.
CHRISTINA G. ROSETTI. ARRANGED.
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Water like a stone;
Snow on snow,
Nor earth sustain;
When he comes to reign.
A stable-place sufficed
Angels and archangels
May have gathered there;
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air.
In her maiden bliss,
With a kiss.
What can I give Him,
Poor as I am ?
I would bring a lamb;
I would do my part, —
Give my heart.
LISTEN, lordings, unto me, a tale I will you tell;
Weary were they nigh to death, and for a lodging
In the inn they found no room ; a scanty bed they
made; Soon a babe, an angel pure, was in the manger laid.
Forth He came, as light through glass, He came to
save us all. In the stable, ox and ass before their Maker fall.
Shepherds lay afield that night to keep the silly sheep, Hosts of angels in their sight came down from Heaven's
high steep: Tidings! tidings unto you! to you a child is born, Purer than the drops of dew, and brighter than the
Onward then the angels sped, the shepherds onward
Sing to and fro,
Cry out and shout,
All round about,
THE CHRISTMAS HOLLY.
The holly! the holly! oh, twine it with bay — .
Come give the holly a song;
With his garment so sombre and long;