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Tuesday, November 30, 2004

A Christmas Carol

(Advent is finally here! The following is a nice little poem to get us started on the right foot)

By G.K. Chesterton

The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap,
  His hair was like a light.
(O weary, weary were the world,
  But here is all aright.)

The Christ-child lay on Mary's breast,
  His hair was like a star.
(O stern and cunning are the kings,
  But here the true hearts are.)

The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,
  His hair was like a fire.
(O weary, weary is the world,
  But here the world's desire.)

The Christ-child stood at Mary's knee,
  His hair was like a crown.
And all the flowers looked up at Him,
  And all the stars looked down.