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THE HEAVENLY MESSAGE
Beneath the cold, pale, softly sleeping snows
That load the crowded roofs and touch the spires,
With Christmas cheer the city's great heart glows,
And on its hearthstones dance the Christmas fires.
That load the crowded roofs and touch the spires,
With Christmas cheer the city's great heart glows,
And on its hearthstones dance the Christmas fires.
High over head on airy wings of light,
Like some white dove loosed from heaven's golden bars
God's messenger of love in splendor bright
Floats under the keen, frosty, sparkling stars.
Like some white dove loosed from heaven's golden bars
God's messenger of love in splendor bright
Floats under the keen, frosty, sparkling stars.
“Rejoice!” she sings—“Christ lives, O sons of men!”
'Tis joy makes sweet the midnight's solemn chime,
While centuries pass and each swift year again
Brings in the dear and unforgotten time.
'Tis joy makes sweet the midnight's solemn chime,
While centuries pass and each swift year again
Brings in the dear and unforgotten time.
Rejoice—remembering Him! But not alone
With feast and music;—unto them that need
Give of your cheer,—so let His love be shown
So shall your Christmas time be blest indeed.
With feast and music;—unto them that need
Give of your cheer,—so let His love be shown
So shall your Christmas time be blest indeed.
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