Heard (Henderson), Josephine D.
|THE BIRTH OF JESUS.|
QUIETLY the world lay sleeping,
Save on fair Judean plain;
Faithful Shepherds watch were keeping,
Lest their tender flocks be slain.
Silently the snowy mantle
O'er the hill and vale was spread --
Emblem of seraphic pureness --
Carpet fit for angels' tread.
Lo, in eastern skies appearing,
Backward seems the night to roll;
The prophetic star is nearing,
Heaven opened as a scroll.
Then the heralds gladly singing,
Came to announce the Prince of Peace,
All the heavenly harps were ringing --
Praises chaunt and never cease.
Then a cloud of golden glory
Filled the air with heavenly mirth,
Angels sang the wondrous story,
When the Christ-child came to earth.