A Mighty Fortress is our God. 195 We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us. The Prince of Darkness grim,— We tremble not for him, His rage we can endure, For lo! his doom is sure, One little word shall fell him. That word above all earthly powers No thanks to them abideth : The spirit and the gifts are ours Through Him who with us sideth. Let goods and kindred go, This mortal life also; His kingdom is for ever. CHRISTMAS EVE. HE sun is set, the stars begin high, As once around that Bethlehem inn; A little maid with eager gaze Comes hurrying to the house of prayer, Shaping in heart a wild green maze Of woodland branches there. One look,-a cloud comes o'er her dream : What if that little maiden's Lord, Christmas Eve. "Where are the fruits I yearly seek, As holy seasons pass away, 197 Eyes turned from ill, lips pure and meek, A heart that strives to pray? "Where are the glad and artless smiles, Spare, gracious Saviour, me and mine: Ere we again that glimmering view, By winter frosts and summer heats, And dare we ask for one year more? on high To tell our contrite yearnings o'er, If He in Heaven repeat our vow, We copying here his pure dread will,O dream of joy!-the withered bough May blush with fruitage still. New Year's Eve. 199 R NEW YEAR'S EVE. ING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring in redress to all mankind. Ring out a slowly dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife; With sweeter manners, purer laws. Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; |