They came with haste, and found Mary, and Joseph, and the babe lying in a manger.@Luke 2:16
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Harriet E. Jones (1823–1915)

Harr­iet E. Jones, in Green Pas­tures for the Lambs by Alon­zo Ab­bey & Mer­ritt J. Mun­ger (Cleve­land, Ohio: S. Brain­ard’s Sons, 1886), num­ber 37.

Alon­zo J. Ab­bey (🔊 pdf nwc).

Hear the merry Christmas bells,
Sounding o’er the hills and dells;
Men rejoice, and angels sing,
’Tis the birthday of our king.

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Hear the bells, the merry bells,
Clear and sweet the music swells;
Let them ring, oh, let them ring,
’Tis the birthday of our king.

Little eyes are shining bright,
From the heart’s inmost delight;
As the angels kindly bring
Gifts this birthday of our king.

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Youths and maidens gaily glide
O’er the snow at eventide;
Hear them chant and gaily sing,
On the birthday of our king.

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Older hearts rejoice today;
Well they may, yes, well they may:
Every fear doth nearer bring,
The glad coming of their king.

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