“Account for it how we will, there is the simple fact. Perhaps it may lead us to think somewhat differently of those whom we are in the habit of setting down in the mass as little better than heathens. We cannot conclude this article better than by giving an extract or two from these Christmas broad-sheets.”
“The Saviour’s Garland, a choice Collection of the most esteemed Carols,” has the usual long narrative ballad, which begins:
“Come, all you faithful Christians
That dwell upon the earth,—
Come celebrate the morning
Of our dear Saviour’s birth:
This is the happy morning,—
This is the happy morn
Whereon, to save our ruined race,
The Son of God was born.”
And after telling simply the well-known story, it ends:
“Now to him up ascended,
Then let your praises be,
That we His steps may follow,
And He our pattern be;
That when our lives are ended
We may hear His blessed call:
‘Come, Souls, receive the Kingdom
Prepared for you all.’”
