Luke II, 11.
BY ANNIE S. WALLIS.
Unto us a Savior born,
Unto us the Friend Divine;
He that loved us, He that bore
All the grief of yours and mine;
Holy Love to dry each tear,
Keep us safe, 'mid shadows dim;
Merry Christmas! Glad New Year!
"More than conquerors through Him!"
Troy Times. December 26, 1925: 16 col 6.