IV
Now these were Jews as Jews must be
(The bells ring merry and the bells ring free).
But Christian men in a band are we
(Carillon, Carilla).
Empty we go, and ill be-dight,
Singing Noël on a Winter’s night.
Give us to sup by the warm firelight,
And the small child Jesus smile on you.
THE BIRDS
When Jesus Christ was four years old,
The angels brought Him toys of gold,
Which no man ever had bought or sold.
And yet with these He would not play.
He made Him small fowl out of clay,
And blessed them till they flew away:
Tu creasti Domine.
Jesus Christ, Thou child so wise,
Bless mine hands and fill mine eyes,
And bring my soul to Paradise.
IN A BOAT
Lady! Lady!
Upon Heaven-height,
Above the harsh morning
In the mere light.
Above the spindrift
And above the snow,
Where no seas tumble,
And no winds blow.
The twisting tides,
And the perilous sands
Upon all sides
Are in your holy hands.
The wind harries
And the cold kills;
But I see your chapel
Over far hills.
My body is frozen,
My soul is afraid:
Stretch out your hands to me,
Mother and maid.
Mother of Christ,
And Mother of me,
Save me alive
From the howl of the sea.
If you will Mother me
Till I grow old,
I will hang in your chapel
A ship of pure gold.
SONG
INVITING THE INFLUENCE OF A YOUNG LADY UPON THE OPENING YEAR