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POEMS.
So, in exterior, were they
Scarce comelier than their shepherd-dogs—
Yet they revered the Sabbath-day
And went up in the synagogues
And heard the law, which they believed;
And gave to God their offerings,
From whom a wisdom they received
Surpassing far the lore of kings.
Scarce comelier than their shepherd-dogs—
Yet they revered the Sabbath-day
And went up in the synagogues
And heard the law, which they believed;
And gave to God their offerings,
From whom a wisdom they received
Surpassing far the lore of kings.
O shepherds! on Judean plains
Who sang your simple, pastoral songs
And kept your vigils, earth contains
A remnant yet to whom belongs
That heritage of faith and trust,
As nature pure and free from art,
The child-like feeling that we must
"Love God with all our mind and heart."
Who sang your simple, pastoral songs
And kept your vigils, earth contains
A remnant yet to whom belongs
That heritage of faith and trust,
As nature pure and free from art,
The child-like feeling that we must
"Love God with all our mind and heart."
For echoes still that matchless strain,
The symphony by seraphs sung,
And thrills the world with its refrain
Wherever joy hath found a tongue;
From mountain-top and sunny vale,
From desert waste and wooded glen
Unnumbered throngs the tidings hail
Of "Peace on Earth, Good-will to Men."
The symphony by seraphs sung,
And thrills the world with its refrain
Wherever joy hath found a tongue;
From mountain-top and sunny vale,
From desert waste and wooded glen
Unnumbered throngs the tidings hail
Of "Peace on Earth, Good-will to Men."
