Christmas Hymn.

Christmas Hymn

Sing, Christmas bells!

Say to the earth this is the morn

Whereon our Savior-King is born ;

Sing to all men,--the bond, the free,

The rich, the poor, the high, the low,

The little child that sports in glee,

The aged folk that tottering go,--

Proclaim the morn

That Christ is born,

That saveth them and saveth me!

Sing angel host!

Sing of the star that God has placed

Above the manger in the East ;

Sing of the glories of the night,

The virgin's sweet humility,

The Babe with kingly robes bedlight,--

Sing to all men where'er they be

This Christmas morn;

For Christ is born,

That saveth them and saveth me!

Sing, sons of earth!

O ransomed seed of Adam, sing!

God liveth, and we have a king!

The curse is gone, the bond are free --

By Bethlehem's star that brightly beamed,

By all the heavenly signs that be,

We know that Israel is redeemed ;

That on this morn

The Christ is born

That saveth you and saveth me!

Sing, O my heart!

Sing thou in rapture this dear morn

Whereon the blessed Prince is born!

And as thy songs shall be of love,

So let my deeds be charity, --

By the dear Lord that reigns above,

By Him that died upon the tree,

By this fair morn

Whereon is born

The Christ that saveth all and me!

by Eugene Field