[Written for the Sentinel.]

The Ever-coming Christ

The watchful shepherds heard the song
Whose echoes ne'er can cease
Till all the world shall be attuned
To that sweet song of peace.

The wise men saw the star of hope
Whose light can ne'er grow less
Till high o'er all the earth shall shine
The Sun of Righteousness.

O never-ending angel-song,
O always steadfast-shining star,
The ever-coming Christ we hail,
Whose witnesses ye are!

With outstretched arm to save and heal,
Christ through all time appears,
To bless the children as of old,—
To wipe away all tears.

Our falt'ring feet grow swiftly strong,
As on his way we press,
And lips long dumb, in joyful praise
The healing Truth express.

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