BY FRANCES V. HUBBARD.
While the city slept in a manger bed
Lay the child. A virgin near
Watcher o'er Him, bending low her head;
Her mother heart disquieted
With hope, with love, with fear.
While the city slept in eastern skies
Lo! a wondrous bright star shone,
The wise men said, "Arise, arise!
The King whose star delights our eyes
Hat come unto His own!"
While the city slept watching all by night
Lo! the shepherds on the plain
Beheld the angel clothed in white,
And heard the heavenly hosts of light
Take up the joyful strain.
While the city slept, "Peace, glad peace on earth,
Peace and good will to men"—
Thus sang the throng; "the Savior's birth
We hail, we hail! Peace, peace on earth,
Peace and good will to men!"
While the city slept. But through endless years
That song shall never cease,
Through life, in love, in joy, in tears,
We cheer our hopes, we stay our fears
With this sweet song of peace.
While the City Slept. December 21, 1899.
Christopher K. Philippo