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Page 47 - And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, Keeping watcn over their flock by night. And. lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them : and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
Page 47 - Fear not, for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you ; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
Page v - THOU, whose deep ways are in the sea,' Whose footsteps are not known, To-night a world that turned from Thee Is waiting — at Thy Throne. The towering Babels that we raised Where scoffing sophists brawl, The little Antichrists we praised — The night is on them all. The fool hath said . . . The fool hath said . . . And we, who deemed him wise, We who believed that Thou wast dead, How should we seek Thine eyes? How should we seek to Thee for power Who scorned Thee yesterday? How should we kneel,...
Page 3 - Not far, not far into the night, These level swords of light can pierce; Yet for her faith does England fight, Her faith in this our universe, Believing Truth and Justice draw From founts of everlasting law; The law that rules the stars, our stay, Our compass through the world's wide sea, The one sure light, the one sure way, The one firm base of Liberty; The one firm road that men have trod Through Chaos to the throne of God.
Page 70 - Let him jest who daily dies. But O hide his haunted eyes. Pain alone he might control. Shield, O shield, his wounded souL Master, hear, Both for foe and friend, our prayer. Peace? We steel us to the end. Hope betrayed us, long ago. Duty binds both foe and friend. It is ours to break the foe. Then, O God ! that we might break This red Moloch for Thy sake; Know that Truth indeed prevails, And that Justice holds the scales. Father, hear, Both for foe and friend, our prayer. England, could this awful...
Page 2 - ... eternal foe, Within us as without grew strong^ By many a super-subtle blow Blurring the lines of right and wrong In Art and Thought, till nought seemed true But that soul-slaughtering cry of New ! New wreckage of the shrines we made Thro' centuries of forgotten tears . . . We knew not where their scorn had laid Our Master.