The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1886-12-25
a OuRIsTMAs CAROL.

Where was now the young Prince bornf
In stable, bleak and lorni
Through tho broken roof the sky
Glimmered soft and duskily;
And the lahy's lrst sweet CRY
Neon and btprs bent low TO hear;
Tho frost was 81 tori ng silver olsar.
Baby Prince what place was this for Thcet
Palace halls Thine eyes should ono TO SEQ.
Was the Princes cradle bod
With fair cunning fashioned
u0l1 OF cr0ous iOr its hue,
Or like snOwdrOp lear MS dew,
Pearl and emerald gleAmin through,
Rainbow drapories falling Ger,
Drifting on a marble loorf
in mangor Baby limbs were chill,
But tho Croes should spread all harder still
Was oiro OF small and brave,
Such as baby shows might have
Laid all RiltioIing, fairy dno,
% A.uilk bod huodJiNe winei
koittfWheby's locks did shine;
Never gold In all the world
Like tho sur-thTeads twined and curlod.
In amRl rings above soar brows oil morn;
Those shan have one day crown OF thorn.
We're the Princes baby clothes.
Cloth OF silver flushed with rose,
Lustrous purple shot with gold2
SwNddling rags did Him onfold,
Shiyerod Ito and waited with cold,
And Ills mother palcd and pressed
Closer to hOr to dor breast
This Kings Son, who held His baby state
In 40 strange place aud desolato.
Did His Fathers courtiers stand
Silkpn Glad, n ghiuing band,
Bight with jeweled bravery,
And pay tho Pr nee their fcaltyf
There no oOurtier bent the knee,
But tho angels in the sky
SANG their peRns olear add high
Troop ON troop OF shiniuR seraphim,
Whose ereGt wings made ali tho Gold stars
dim,
Lovely was tho princo's court,
shepherd lads did thoto Q cort
In poor grmonts aud unmoot
| saw tho IN qther pale end swoot,
Kiss tho baby's lttlo iect,-
| lie was all Ia alt TO her;
Uame thIOO kings with gold aud myrrh,
Guided by n ttranRe star Ia the air;
lkowisc dwelt the meek st. Joseph thOre.
ASS and oxen gaEcd all mild
| On tho mother and the Child
Who had dispoSsesBo1 them so;
HaEed wit1 great oyol soft and slow,
Wiatful with pomo patient woe
Yearning on the II tby's face,
| Ga tho mcthor's foil OF grace.
Love ali duub things bet or for His sake,
Who with those His first sojourn did makel
Was tic Baby fair to scoY
Fairer than AL flowers that be-
| Lovely were the blue. blus eyes,
Largo and doop and gravely wise,
Yiolots grown in paradisei
Little dimpled hands and loot,
NosobudS wnca the juno Is sweet.
On tho Silken head the sunsets sheen,
Icndorest lpi the world hath ever seen.
oh, know His Fathers halls
Golden floor aud crystal walls
Rose all stately fur awayl
Why did'st leave them, Baby, say
For the mangcr hllod vita hayP
Leave tho palace, fair and warm,
Ray tha pNahln A tho
Fur the earth lose welcome was 30 poor,
Even the inns 'gainst Thee had closed thOir
doorr
| in the rapture and Tho bliss
| Where Thy Fether's presence is,
Daily minel Thy heart was sore
| For the pain that evormoro
| Walled upon tho sad oarth's Shore
| Hearts that broke ana hearts that blod,
| Hearts that wont upcomtOrted,
| Ana Thy crown and royal robes did'st don-
Yea. Thy haaly state Thou did'st put oil
Did at take pain and poverty.
| Tnis Thy birthplace tina, l 500;
rid'st take Tor Thino own mother
| spouse OF poor car gentor-
| Thou did'et cling aud oleavo 10 her,
| Hid Thy youth Ia lowlinoss,
| Healed all wee amt all distress
| For Thy Christshtp's guerdOn and its fame,
Died upon tho oross, the death Of shsmol
by tho Dsbo who erie With cold
| kro his first hour waxed old;
BY thu Babe who shed Ills blood
| Tho n nth day OF babyhoOd;
| Nv the Boy SO far and good
| On His Fathers business bent;
| BY tho lovely manhood spent
| For AL pain an sin and care and lots;
by the broken heart upon the cross
| 10 tho Christ all love and pratsel
| In the holy Christmas days;
| In tho summer and the spring,
| In the Rutumn's long dying.
| Alle uial Christ tho kipgl
| Sad hearts, glad hearts, hear the call
| 10 hath tenderness for ALL
Alleluliai chant the praiseful word
For tue Babe and Boy and Man and Lordi
-kdthuriRe lyman,
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