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What babe new born is this that in a manger cries?
Near on her lowly bed his happy mother read more
What babe new born is this that in a manger cries?
Near on her lowly bed his happy mother lies.
Oh, see the air is shaken with white and heavenly wings--
This is the Lord of all the earth, this is the King of Kings.
There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.
There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.
It is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty Founder was a Child read more
It is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty Founder was a Child himself.
Christmas is here:
Winds whistle shrill,
Icy and chill,
Little care we:
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Christmas is here:
Winds whistle shrill,
Icy and chill,
Little care we:
Little we fear
Weather without,
Sheltered about
The Mahogany-Tree.
Blow, bugles of battle, the marches of peace;
East, west, north, and south let the long quarrel cease;
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Blow, bugles of battle, the marches of peace;
East, west, north, and south let the long quarrel cease;
Sing the song of great joy that the angels began,
Sing the glory to God and of good-will to man!
Christmas is the Disneyfication of Christianity
Christmas is the Disneyfication of Christianity
How bless'd, how envied, were our life,
Could we but scape the poulterer's knife!
But man, curs'd read more
How bless'd, how envied, were our life,
Could we but scape the poulterer's knife!
But man, curs'd man, on Turkeys preys,
And Christmas shortens all our days:
Sometimes with oysters we combine,
Sometimes assist the savory chine;
From the low peasant to the lord,
The Turkey smokes on every board.
'Twas the night before Christman, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,--not even a mouse:
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'Twas the night before Christman, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,--not even a mouse:
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air.
It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air.