The warm sun kissed the earthTo consecrate thy birth,And from his close embraceThy radiant faceSprang into sight,A blossoming delight.
It came upon the midnight clear,That glorious song of old,From Angels bending near the earthTo touch their harps of gold;"Peace on the earth, good will to manFrom Heaven’s all gracious King."The world in solemn stillness layTo hear the angels sing.edmund sears
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