Poems (Coolidge)/Christmas
For works with similar titles, see Christmas.
CHRISTMAS
It comes again! how shall I praise
The tiny Babe in manger laid!
How keep this blessed day of days
Whereon the priceless Gift was made.
The tiny Babe in manger laid!
How keep this blessed day of days
Whereon the priceless Gift was made.
Once more I hear the angel's song
Of "Peace, good will toward men";
To every age it doth belong.
Now echoed far and near again.
Of "Peace, good will toward men";
To every age it doth belong.
Now echoed far and near again.
Thy Bethlehem, O heart, must be
The birth of new, of pure desire,
Else Christmas meaneth nought to thee
Who may not join the heavenly choir.
The birth of new, of pure desire,
Else Christmas meaneth nought to thee
Who may not join the heavenly choir.
The wondrous Star take still as guide;
With eye of faith behold it shine:
So shall thy life be sanctified
An offering meet at manger shrine.
With eye of faith behold it shine:
So shall thy life be sanctified
An offering meet at manger shrine.