Poet: Christina Georgina Rossetti
Before the paling of the stars,
Before the winter morn,
Before the earliest cock-crow,
Jesus Christ was born:
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 watch together,
Before the Christmas daybreak
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.
Poet: J. G. Whittier
Lend, once again, that holy song a tongue.
Which the glad angels of the Advent sung;
Their cradle-anthem for the Saviour's birth:
"Glory to God, and peace unto the earth!"
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Poet: Fred Schilling
Hark! a burst of heavenly music,
From a band of seraphs bright,
Suddenly to earth descending,
In the calm and silent night:
To the shepherds of Judea,
Watching in the earliest dawn,
Lo, they bear the joyful tidings,
Jesus, Prince of Peace is born!
Sweet and clear those angel voices,
Echoing through the starry sky,
As they chant the heavenly chorus,
"Glory be to God on high."
Slumbering in a lowly manger
Lies the Mighty Lord of all,
And before the holy Stranger
See the trembling shepherds fall.
He has come, the long expected,
Full of wisdom, love and grace,
To redeem His weary creatures,
To restore our haman race.
So let angels wake the chorus,
So let happy men reply;
Chanting the celestial anthem,
"Glory be to God on high."
And this joyful Christmas morning
Breaking o'er the world below,
Tells again the wondrous story
Shepherds heard so long ago;
Who shall still our tuneful voices.
Who the tide of praise shall stem.
Which the blessed angels taught us
In the fields of Bethlehem?
Hark we hear again the chorus,
Ringing through the starry sky;
And we join the heavenly anthem,
"Glory be to God on high!"
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Beneath the twinkling Christmas star,
Jesus, the Light, from realms afar.
Gift of joy in a humble stall,
Love's miracle, wrapped for all.
Poet: Martin Luther
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing, the Baby awakes.
But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes.
I love thee. Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,
And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh.
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Christmas Sayings
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Poet: Christina G. Rossetti
The Shepherds had an Angel,
The Wise Men had a star.
But what have I, a little child.
To guide me home from far.
Where glad stars sing together,
And singing Angels are?
Lord Jesus is my Guardian,
So I can nothing lack:
The lambs He in His bosom
Along life's dangerous track:
The wilful lambs that go astray
He bleeding fetches back.
Lord Jesus is my guiding star,
My beacon light in heaven:
He leads me step by step along
The path of life uneven:
He, true light, leads me to that land
Whose day shall be as seven.
Those Shepherds through the lonely night
Sat watching by their sheep,
Until they saw the heavenly host,
Who neither tire nor sleep,
All singing "Glory, glory,
In festival they keep.
Christ watches me. His little lamb;
Cares for me day and night,
That I may be His own in heaven:
So angels, clad in white.
Shall sing their "Glory, glory,"
For my sake in the height.
The Wise Men left their country
To journey morn by morn,
With gold and frankincense and myrrh.
Because the Lord was born:
God sent a star to guide them
And sent a dream to warn.
My life is like their journey,
Their star is like God's book;
I must be like those good Wise Men
With heavenward heart and look:
But shall I give no gifts to God?
What precious gifts they took!
Lord, I will give my love to Thee,
Than gold much costlier,
Sweeter to Thee than frankincense,
More prized than choicest myrrh;
Lord, make me dearer day by day,
Day by day holier;
Nearer and dearer day by day,
Till I my voice unite.
And sing my "Glory, glory"
With angels clad in white;
All "Glory, glory'" given to Thee
Through all the heavenly height.
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Poet: C. A. Lynch
Snowflakes dance, a celestial ballet,
In the cradle's glow, where Jesus lay.
Christmas whispers, a story retold,
The Savior's birth, a love unfold.
Poet: Christina G, Rossetti
Lo! new-born Jesus,
Soft and weak and small,
Wrapped in baby's bands
By His mother's hands,
Lord God of all.
Lord God of Mary,
Whom His lips caress
While He rocks to rest
On her milky breast
In helplessness.
Lord God of shepherds
Flocking through the cold,
Flocking through the dark
To the only Ark,
The only Fold,
Lord God of all things,
Be they near or far.
Be they high or low;
Lord of storm and snow.
Angel and star.
Lord God of all men -
My Lord and my God!
Thou who lovest me,
Keep me close to Thee
By staff and rod.
Lo! new-born Jesus,
Loving great and small,
Love's free Sacrifice,
Opening Arms and Eyes
To one and all.
Poems About Jesus
Poet: Phoebe Cary
This happy day, whose risen sun
Shall set not through eternity,
This holy day when Christ the Lord,
Took on him our humanity.
For little children everywhere
A joyous season still we make.
We bring our precious gifts to them,
Even for the dear Jesus' sake.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
In Bethlehem's hush, a manger's embrace,
Jesus, the gift of love, the world to grace.
A starlit choir, angels declare,
The birth of hope, in the winter's air.
