Unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. Luke 2:11
Words: George W. Crofts, Golden Rod: Poems (Omaha, Nebraska: Nye & Johnson, 1889), page 84.
Our loving hearts, O Savior, dear,
We bring Thee on this Christmas morn,
And close to Thee would now draw near
And bless the day when thou wast born.
Oh, smile, dear Savior, on us now
As at Thy feet we humbly bow!
Our songs, our sweetest songs, to Thee
O King of Kings, we now would raise,
And fill the air with melody
And hymn Thy ever glorious praise.
Our lives we now would yield to Thee,
Thy cross would bear, Thy will obey,
And serve Thee ever loyally
Until our lives shall pass away.
Our hand we put within Thine own,
Our hand of faith, Thy hand of love;
Oh, leave us not to walk alone,
But guide us to our home above.