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THE CHRISTMAS FIRES

A PRAYER AT BETHLEHEM

Anne P. L. Field

O pulsing earth with heart athrill
With infinite creative will!
O watchful shepherds in whose eyes
Sweet hopes and promises arise!
O angel-host whose chanting choir
Proclaims fulfillment of desire!
O flaming star so purely white
Against the black Judean night!
O blessed Mary bending low
With sense of motherhood aglow!
O holy Babe with haloed head
Soft pillowed in a manager bed!
O Mystery divine and deep
Help us Thy properties to keep!



THE CHRISTMAS FIRES

Anne P. L. Field

The Christmas fires brightly gleam
     And dance among the holly boughs,
The Christmas pudding's spicy steam
     With fragrance fills the house,
While merry grows each friendly soul
Over the foaming wassail bowl.