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Christina Rossetti.
Before the paling of the stars,
Before the winter morn, Before the earliest cock-crow,
Jesus Christ was born´┐Ż Born in a stable,
Cradled in a manger; In the world his hands had made
Born a stranger.
Priest and king lay fast asleep
In Jerusalem ; Young and old lay fast asleep
In crowded Bethlehem ; Saint and angel, ox and ass,
Kept a wratch together, Before the Christmas day-break,
In the winter weather.
Jesus on his mother's breast
In the stable cold, Spotless Lamb of God was he,
Shepherd of the fold ; Let us kneel with Mary, maid,
With Joseph, bent and hoary, With saint and angel, ox and ass,
To hail the King of glory!
I know I'm weak and sinful,
But Jesus will forgive ; For many little children
Have gone to heaven to live. Dear Saviour, when I languish
And lay me down to die, Oh, send a shiuiug angel
To bear me to the sky!
Oh, there I'll be an angel,
Aud with the angels stand, A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hand ; Aud there before my Saviour,
So glorious and so bright, I'll join the heavenly music,
Aud praise him day and night!
Nauum Tate.
While shepherds watched their flocks by night>
All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.
" Fear not," said he, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled mind; " Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankiud.
" To you, in David's town, this day
Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord,
And this shall be the sigu :
" The heavenly babe you there shall find
To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swaddling-bands,
And in a manger laid."
Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng Of augels, praising God, who thus
Addressed their joyful song :
"All glory be to God on high,
And to the earth be peace; Good-will henceforth from Heaven to men
Begin and never cease."
Mies Gill.
I want to be an angel,
And with the angels stand, A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hand. There, right before my Saviour,
So glorious and so bright, I'd wake the sweetest music,
And j>raise him day and night.
I never should be weary,
Nor ever shed a tear, Nor ever know a sorrow,
Nor ever feel a fear. But blessed, pure, and holy,
I'd dwell in Jesus' sight, And with ten thousand thousaud
Praise him both day and night.

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