[Written for the Sentinel]

Love's Prophecy Fulfilled

Ring out, ye silvery chimes, this Christmas morn!Once more on earth a Bethlehem babe is born.The night is spent—a shadowy night of fear;Love's mighty hosts in robes of white are here.Ring out, ye bells of sinless joy, the wordOf Truth with gladdening songs of praise is heard.Today, the "now" in history's page most dear,Has dawned at last, mid sunshine bright and clear!

Yea, tell us of the night—the manger whereThe babe was born—the wise men! were they there?The shepherds, came they not to worship as of yore?Pray tell us of the night that went before.'Tis well ye ask. Though angels many cameAnd sang their songs of comfort in his name,It was withal a night of shadows deep,An hour when faithful hearts their vigils keep,And, knowing God would hear, prayed on till morn;The world had yet to know the Christ was born.The shepherds? Yes, they came, and saw, and weptFor very joy. While mammon's hosts had sleptLove's warming glow had filled the mother's breast;Her tireless faith in God had stood the test.

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