Poem December 20, 1900 Issue

The Christmas Dawn

BY FANNIE ISABEL SHERRIES WARDELL.

Flushed with glory comes the dawn
Across the soft grey sky,
With roseate garments trailing wide
On soft wings sweeping by;
Boldly sweet she bears to earth
From heaven's gentle fold.
"Peace on earth, good-will to men!"
The angel song of old.

Waiting shepherds heard it first,
That wondrous Christmas morn,
When on the sin-swept, sorrowing earth
The Prince of Peace was born,—
"Peace on earth, good-will to men!"
Oh child of Love Divine,
With hearts aglow this Christmas Dawn
We seek thy heavenly shrine.

Costlier gifts we cannot bring
Than sacrifice and tears,
And hopes and joys and child-like trust
For happier coming years.
"Peace on earth, good-will to men!"
Oh may the glad bells ring!
And waken every heart to hear
The song the angels sing.