Seek not proud Jerusalem,
Where the empty temple shows;
Shepherds, come to Bethlehem.
Christ without a crown or gem
Lies on straw while winter blows;
Weave a dainty diadem.
Christ will not our gift condemn;
All our poverty He knows.
Shepherds, come to Bethlehem,
Weave a dainty diadem.
XXXIV
A CHRISTMAS LULLABY
ADAPTED FROM THE SPANISH
Stars,
Stay your bright amethyst cars,
Flee not away,
Wait till the day,
Come and adore.
Flowers,
Born in the morning’s first hours,
Stars of the earth,
Bloom for Christ’s birth,
Come and adore.
Birds,
Songs are far fresher than words,
Christ is your Sun,
Sing every one,
Come and adore.
Streams,
Whisper in tune with Christ’s dreams,
Throw your sweet spells
From crystal bells,
Come and adore.
Breeze,
Say to all lands and all seas,
“This merry morn,
Jesus is born,
Come and adore.”