UNTO US A SON IS GIVEN
drop-capGiven, not lent,And not withdrawn—once sent—This Infant of mankind, this One,Is still the little welcome Son.New every year,New-born and newly dear,He comes with tidings and a song,The ages long, the ages long.Even as the coldKeen winter grows not old,As childhood is so fresh, foreseen,And spring in the familiar green.Sudden as sweetCome the expected feet;All joy is young, and new all art,And He, too, whom we have by heart.
drop-capGiven, not lent,And not withdrawn—once sent—This Infant of mankind, this One,Is still the little welcome Son.New every year,New-born and newly dear,He comes with tidings and a song,The ages long, the ages long.Even as the coldKeen winter grows not old,As childhood is so fresh, foreseen,And spring in the familiar green.Sudden as sweetCome the expected feet;All joy is young, and new all art,And He, too, whom we have by heart.
drop-capGiven, not lent,And not withdrawn—once sent—This Infant of mankind, this One,Is still the little welcome Son.
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Given, not lent,
And not withdrawn—once sent—
This Infant of mankind, this One,
Is still the little welcome Son.
New every year,New-born and newly dear,He comes with tidings and a song,The ages long, the ages long.
New every year,
New-born and newly dear,
He comes with tidings and a song,
The ages long, the ages long.
Even as the coldKeen winter grows not old,As childhood is so fresh, foreseen,And spring in the familiar green.
Even as the cold
Keen winter grows not old,
As childhood is so fresh, foreseen,
And spring in the familiar green.
Sudden as sweetCome the expected feet;All joy is young, and new all art,And He, too, whom we have by heart.
Sudden as sweet
Come the expected feet;
All joy is young, and new all art,
And He, too, whom we have by heart.
Alice Meynell