[Poems by Larcom in] Beckonings For Every Day | ||
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[When Christmas comes, we hear again the word]
When Christmas comes, we hear again the wordOur Lord spake, listening back to His own birth,
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His advent hymned by all the years of earth,—
“Except as little children ye become,
Ye cannot in God's kingdom be at home.”
When Christmas comes, set in the midst is He,
The Eternal Child, to show men they must be
As children still, would they His kingdom see.
[Poems by Larcom in] Beckonings For Every Day | ||