[Written for the Sentinel]


The floodgates of the Truth are open thrown,
And one blessed beam, superb, divinely bright,
Streams on the startled night!
No moan, no cradle cry beclouds the birth
Of this Redeemer, at whose gentle voice
The deserts and the wilderness rejoice,
And angels whisper, Peace, good will to earth.

See how the watchful shepherds congregate
Before the cradle throne of this great king.
See how the wise men haste to celebrate
The virgin birth, with costly offering.
Rejoice! Be glad! for unto us, adored,
Appears a Savior, Jesus Christ the Lord.

O Bethlehem Ephratah, unto thee
The sick and sinning journey joyfully;
And here indeed the wise and watchful see
The first glad gleam of human liberty,
Becradled in a manger, yet replete,
To all who watch and wait at Jesus' feet.

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