A BETHLEHEM HYMN.
"Mundum implens, in præsepio jacens."—Augustine.
He has come! the Christ of God;—
Left for us his glad abode
Stooping from his throne of bliss,
To this darksome wilderness.
He has come! the Prince of Peace;—
Come to bid our sorrows cease;
Come to scatter, with his light,
All the shadows of our night.
He the mighty King has come!
Making this poor earth his home;
Come to bear sin's sad load;—
Son of David, Son of God!
He has come, whose name of grace
Speaks deliverance to our race;
Left for us his glad abode;
Son of Mary, Son of God!
Unto us a child is born!
Ne'er has earth beheld a morn
Among all the morns of time,
Half so glorious in its prime.
Unto us a Son is given!
He has come from God's own heaven;
Bringing with Him from above,
Holy peace and holy love.
—Horatius Bonar.
Religious Poems
CHRISTMAS CHIMES.