Christmas is coming, bright and gay,
With sound of mirth and ring of sleigh.
Give heed to One whose radiant love
Shone o'er our world from Heaven above,—
Who made this earth a globe of light,
Till darkling human thought turned bright;
Then go, as he would bid you do,
If he were with us here below,
And help some weary heart to rest
Upon your Saviour's tender breast.
Poems
CHRISTMAS
From the December 1887 issue of The Christian Science Journal