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A Christmas Wish.
[To L. E. S.]
“Peace on earth good will to men,”
How sweet that message angels sang,
Until again the welkin rang,
And heavenly voices shout “amen.”
How sweet that message angels sang,
Until again the welkin rang,
And heavenly voices shout “amen.”
May that sweet peace, and blest good will,
Fill up the measure of your joy!
And give you peace without alloy,
And every hope and wish fulfill.
Fill up the measure of your joy!
And give you peace without alloy,
And every hope and wish fulfill.
May love be thine this Christmas-tide,
And good will bless your every day,
And rest and peace be thine alway,
Until the heavens open wide,
And good will bless your every day,
And rest and peace be thine alway,
Until the heavens open wide,
And angels' voices sing for thee
The tenderest choral anthem sweet,
When in that blest abode we meet,
To rest through all eternity.
The tenderest choral anthem sweet,
When in that blest abode we meet,
To rest through all eternity.
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