Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Merry Christmas

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.

Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.

Enough for Him, whom cherubim, worship night and day,
Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom angels fall before,
The ox and ass and camel which adore.

Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
But His mother only, in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the beloved with a kiss.

What can I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.

A Celtic Blessing:

May peace and plenty be the first to lift the latch on your door, 
and happiness be guided to your home by the candle of Christmas.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Nick-

    I just dropped by to wish you a Merry Christmas, and may you have a wonderful 2014!

    (I'm blogless at the moment, but I'll have a new one up after the first of the year.)