(Luke 1:32.)

Oh glorious morn when Christ was born!
The angels voiced their notes of praise,
His star did heaven's dome adorn,
And shepherds caught the glory-blaze.
The Maker of all worlds came down
(In Bethlehem's lowly manger born)
To save a groaning, shackled race,
Whose glory had by sin been shorn.

The wise men came from lands afar
And opened up their treasured store;
They worshiped Him as King-elect
Whom angels praise for evermore.
Each nation has its leading men
On whom historic glories fall,
But destinies of worlds depend
Upon that CHILD in yonder stall.

C. C. Crowston