I
CHILDREN OF CHRISTMAS
[CRADLE SONG]
For one Born at Christmas
Happy thou, a winter comer,
Happier with the snows around thee
Than if rosy-fingered summer
In thy cradle-nest had crowned thee.
Tender is the night, and holy:
I
CHILDREN OF CHRISTMAS
Happy thou, a winter comer,
Happier with the snows around thee
Than if rosy-fingered summer
In thy cradle-nest had crowned thee.
Tender is the night, and holy: