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A LITTLE CHRISTMAS SERMON.
CHILDREN dear, I heard ye say:
"Morrows, haste and haste away
Bring the merry Christmas Day!

"Blithest Carol, sweetest Chime,
Hearts that dance to peal and rhyme,
Welcome in the happy time!

"Starry Tree, shine out anew,
Glittering as with golden dew,
Gay with fruits of every hue!"

This is what ye said, I trow:
Little children, hearken now
Ere ye pluck the freighted bough;

Ponder what the Carols mean;
What the Chime rung out between,
What the laden Evergreen.

"Glory be to God Most High !"
Sang His angels in the sky
When the Lord to men drew nigh.

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