CHRISTMASMy many friends both large and smallA merry Christmas to you all;We met to point, a scene we know,Transpiring many years ago.On the blest morning bright and fair,Glad angels singing in the air;Good will to men this glorious mornWe sing to all a saviour born.With gratefulness the song prolong,And echo back the angels' song;With love to God, good will to men,We gladly sing the song again.Although His advent here on earthIt was a meek and lowly birth.His matchless wisdom still will shineAdown the ceaseless years of time.We celebrate the best we canKind Heaven's greatest gift to man,In mem'ry of this gift of heaven,These many gifts are to be given.God showed his love to everyoneBy giving us his only son,Let grateful thoughts our glad hearts move,And celebrate God's precious love.And let love glow in every heart.A genial radiance impart;Make us a heaven here below,A taste of joy the angels know.There is no fairer scene on earth,Than days that mark our Saviour's birth;The yearly blossoming of love,While through the holidays we move.Old and new year, met together,One with memories, hope in the other;Reach as we will there sure will comeA ray of joy or cloud of gloom.The choice is as we may desire,Can stand on mount or sink in mire;None can look back on passing yearNot seeing good if he's sincere.All years are good in heaven's sight,If we but see them all aright,So keep a watch and do good deeds,Chance will come as time proceeds.Let the old man on nature 'pringe,Open his door on rusty hinge,Look on the trees, the fields and dellsListen to the jingle of sweet sleigh bells.Behold the rivers, brooks and springs,Mountains and vales till nature sings.Let the dear children skip and play,Enjoy their lives now while they may.Soon they must themselves prepareFor sterner things and greater careAnd when they larger, wiser, grow,Will help the world to move and go.Were we ourselves in proper tone,So like the wireless telephone;Heavenly music it might bring,While sweet the angel voices sing.The Christmas tree so bright and fair,With many presents hanging there,Loaded with gifts from top to floor,May each on have a gift or more.
My many friends both large and smallA merry Christmas to you all;We met to point, a scene we know,Transpiring many years ago.On the blest morning bright and fair,Glad angels singing in the air;Good will to men this glorious mornWe sing to all a saviour born.With gratefulness the song prolong,And echo back the angels' song;With love to God, good will to men,We gladly sing the song again.Although His advent here on earthIt was a meek and lowly birth.His matchless wisdom still will shineAdown the ceaseless years of time.We celebrate the best we canKind Heaven's greatest gift to man,In mem'ry of this gift of heaven,These many gifts are to be given.God showed his love to everyoneBy giving us his only son,Let grateful thoughts our glad hearts move,And celebrate God's precious love.And let love glow in every heart.A genial radiance impart;Make us a heaven here below,A taste of joy the angels know.There is no fairer scene on earth,Than days that mark our Saviour's birth;The yearly blossoming of love,While through the holidays we move.Old and new year, met together,One with memories, hope in the other;Reach as we will there sure will comeA ray of joy or cloud of gloom.The choice is as we may desire,Can stand on mount or sink in mire;None can look back on passing yearNot seeing good if he's sincere.All years are good in heaven's sight,If we but see them all aright,So keep a watch and do good deeds,Chance will come as time proceeds.Let the old man on nature 'pringe,Open his door on rusty hinge,Look on the trees, the fields and dellsListen to the jingle of sweet sleigh bells.Behold the rivers, brooks and springs,Mountains and vales till nature sings.Let the dear children skip and play,Enjoy their lives now while they may.Soon they must themselves prepareFor sterner things and greater careAnd when they larger, wiser, grow,Will help the world to move and go.Were we ourselves in proper tone,So like the wireless telephone;Heavenly music it might bring,While sweet the angel voices sing.The Christmas tree so bright and fair,With many presents hanging there,Loaded with gifts from top to floor,May each on have a gift or more.
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