(A Christmas Thought.)
BY (REV.) T. L. DRURY.
The Prince of Peace to whom we sing,
Whose star has never set,
For whom the bells of Christmas ring,
To him we're looking yet.
We look to him because we see
The light we so much need,
There find the truth to make us free
From the errors in our creed.
We look to him this day of gloom,
As star of faith divine,
Whose face of love will earth illume
There it's allowed to shine.
Tho' more than nineteen hundred years
Now since this Prince was born,
He's still our Guide mid doubts and fears,
The hope of earth's new morn!
Then let us look aloft and sing
As his disciples strong,
And have our bells of Christmas ring
Out sin of ages long.
Ring, gladsome bells, ring in the cheer,
Ring in the peace of love,
Ring in the friendship that is dear
In which to live and move!
And let the sadness of the times
Go with the dying year,
And let the gladness of the chimes
Among us all appear!
May lights be bright in ev'ry home
To cheer the world abroad,
And bid the Prince of Peace to come,
And show our faith in God.
Sing in the joys of Christmas day,
Let ev'ry voice resound;
As angels in their sacred lay,
Oh! let goodwill abound!
As once unto the manger came
The men of Eastern lore,
Oh! would the world now praise his name
With gladness evermore!
Troy Times. December 24, 1917