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Bells Across The Snows
FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL O Christmas, merry C...

Is There A Santa Claus?
_The following, reprinted from the editorial page of th...

They Saw A Great Light
CHAPTER I. ANOTHER GENERATION. "Here he comes! ...

The Felling Of The Tree
A swift mountain-flood rolling down its channel; a hu...

Song Of The Holly
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Blow, blow thou wint...

Christmas At Fezziwig's Warehouse
CHARLES DICKENS Yo ho! my boys, said Fezziwig. No mo...

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
DINAH MARIA MULOCK God rest ye, merry gentle...





Christmas






ANON

Once in Royal David's city
Stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where a mother laid her baby
In a manger for His bed.
Mary was that mother mild,
Jesus Christ that little child.

He came down to earth from Heaven,
Who is God and Lord of all.
And his shelter was a stable,
And his cradle was a stall.
With the poor and mean and lowly,
Lived on earth our Saviour Holy.

And our eyes at last shall see Him
Through His own redeeming love,
For that child so dear and gentle
Is our Lord in Heaven above;
And He leads His children on
To the place where He is gone.

Not in that poor, lowly stable,
With the oxen standing by,
We shall see Him; but in Heaven,
Set at God's right hand on high,
When, like stars, His children crowned
All in white, shall wait around.





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