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YULE TIDE.


So keeping festival to-day,
 With children's laughter near,
It is not hard to sing and pray,
 ’Tis hard to doubt or fear.


Father, my heart to Thee I bring,
 To Thee my song address;
From Winter pain and toil of Spring
 Grows Summer happiness.