Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1840-12-25
The B,,t. OF Christma..

| nature Law reposin. in the arms Of forgetfulness
save few poor faithful Shepherds, Who were
watching their peaceful focks on the hills OF J1dea
| While they were thus keeping visi!s over sleep
ing world they heard afar off in the air a choir Of
| heavenly music. They turned their eyes to the
East, and 10 STAR faf glorious than the col
den orb of day. when it burst from chaotic night to
| ilMmae an unfinished world, and light up the morn
of creation, shining over the plains OF Bsthls
hem, efulgent with the beams Of righteousness.
| The wise men saw with wonder this new birth
the birth Of Love-hovsring over a dying world,
and proclainiag TO lost mar, peace and good news
from Heaven. A Christ was born to roll from the
minds of mortals thick cloud of darkness er-
pexy the mist of ages and to cheer their frail and
hopeless exstance, by bringing life and immortality
to light through the gospel.
This nsw attribute clothed with mortality,
administering to the common woes of maa, healing
the sick, feeding the poor and binding up the wounds
of the broken hearted. His name was indeed Love
descending to earth to ransom a perishing world,
burst the bars of DEATH to triumph the grave,
and show to srring there life beyond the
dark vale Of horrer and despair.
His life was one unbroken tenor of love and corr
passion. Benevolent to his enemies, kind and for
giving to his prosecutors, and displaying the most
God like virtues in all his works
Behold him in the last great struggle for man
the scone Mount Calvary! suspended on cross,
forsaken By his friends and followers and denied by
his beloved disciple he was surrounded by revilers
and scofcrs, nscking his suferngs and offering him
gall to drink in his extreme agony. o who but the
Son Of Creations God could breathe this new attr-
Bate s.Father forgive them for they know not what
they do" And then he cried with loud voice, sit
is fnshed;' aud the bonds CT mortality were Ioos-
ened and he tasted death for all There was shout
in heaven and all the Of God sang together for
ioy. Man was ransomed and restored to his ma
ker
The Universe felt the shock, Creation sroaned,
the Earth rocked to its centre, the World was girt
in darkness, tho Sun refused to give his light, and
the Moon wept tears Of blood The graves burst
asunder, and many of the Saints arose TO this
great sacriice-the Lamb Of God slain for sinful
werld.
Christmas In New York.
"Twas the night before Christmas whe. all thro' tn
Not acreature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
The children nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of plums danced in their heads
And mamma in her kerchief, and in my cap,
Hadj just settled our brains for long winters nap;
When out the lawn there rose such CHATTER,
| sprang from the bed to see what was the matter
Aw ay to the window few like FASH
Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast Of the new fallen snow,
Gave the lusre Of midday to objects below.
When, what to wondering ey es should appear,
Bat a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny rein deer,
With a little old driver SO lively and quick,
knew in a moment it must be ST. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his courseTs they came,
Aud he whistled and shouted and called them by
.Now Dasher now, Dancer. now Prancer. now, Vixen.
On Comet. en- Cupid on Dunder and BliXen.
To the top of the porch. to the top ofthe wall
Now dash aw ay dash away. dash away ALL"
As dry leaves before the wild hurricane hy,
When they meet with obstacle mount TO the sky,
So up to the house top, The coursers they flew,
With a sleigh full oftoys-and ST. Nicholas too.
And then, in twinkliny, heard on the roof
The prsncing and paving OF each little hooij
As drew in my head and wasturning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with bound
He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot
And his clothes were all furnished with ashes and SCOT;
A bundle oftoy was flung on his back,
And he look cd like pedlar just opening his pack;
His eyes-how they twinkled his dlmples how merry,
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like cherry;
His droll little mouth drawn up like bow,
And the beard of his chin was az white as the SHOWS
The stump of pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke il encircled his head like wreath,
He had a broad face, and little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like bow full of jelly
He W chubby and plump, right jolly old elf,
And laughed when saw him in spite of my SELF
A wink OF his eye and n twist OF his head
Soon gave me to know had nothing to dread
He spoke not a word, but went strsg to his work,
And filled all his stockings then turned with jerk,
And laying his 6,ger aside Of his nose
And giving a nod. up the chimney he rose
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave whistle.
And aw az they ell aew like the down Of "a thistle
But heard him excaim, ere lac drove out OF sight,
Merry Christmas to all, and to all good night"