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The Poetical Works of Frances Ridley Havergal | ||
A Happy Christmas.
A happy Christmas to you!
For the Light of Life is born,
And His coming is the sunshine
Of the dark and wintry morn.
The grandest orient glow must pale,
The loveliest western gleams must fail:
But His great Light,
So full, so bright,
Ariseth for thy heart to-day;
His shadow-conquering beams shall never pass away.
For the Light of Life is born,
And His coming is the sunshine
Of the dark and wintry morn.
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The loveliest western gleams must fail:
But His great Light,
So full, so bright,
Ariseth for thy heart to-day;
His shadow-conquering beams shall never pass away.
A happy Christmas to you!
For the Prince of Peace is come,
And His reign is full of blessings,
Their very crown and sum.
No earthly calm can ever last,
'Tis but the lull before the blast:
But His great peace
Shall still increase
In mighty, all-rejoicing sway;
His kingdom in thy heart shall never pass away.
For the Prince of Peace is come,
And His reign is full of blessings,
Their very crown and sum.
No earthly calm can ever last,
'Tis but the lull before the blast:
But His great peace
Shall still increase
In mighty, all-rejoicing sway;
His kingdom in thy heart shall never pass away.
The Poetical Works of Frances Ridley Havergal | ||