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A Christmas Song
TUDOR JENKS When mother-love makes all thing...

Christmas And Rome
The first Christmas this in which a Roman Senate has ...

The Glad Evangel
KATE DOUGLAS WIGGIN When the Child of Nazareth w...

A Christmas Piece
Of garnered rhyme, from hidden stores of olden time tha...

The Christmas Silence
MARGARET DELAND Hushed are the pigeons cooin...

The Christmas Goose At The Cratchits'
CHARLES DICKENS You might have thought a goose the r...

The Little Sister's Vacation
WINIFRED M. KIRKLAND IT WAS to be a glorious Chris...

Christmas Carol

JAMES S. PARK

So crowded was the little town
On the first Christmas day,
Tired Mary Mother laid her down
To rest upon the hay.
(Ah, would my door might have been thrown
Wide open on her way!)

But when the Holy Babe was born
In the deep hush of night,
It seemed as if a Sabbath morn
Had come with sacred light.
Child Jesus made the place forlorn
With his own beauty bright.

The manger rough was all his rest;
The cattle, having fed,
Stood silent by, or closer pressed,
And gravely wondered.
(Ah, Lord, if only that my breast
Had cradled Thee instead!)





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