CHRISTMAS WISHES. A CAROL, by Juliana Horatia Ewing


  Oh, happy Christmas, full of blessings, come!
      Now bid our discords cease;
      Here give the weary ease;
      Let the long-parted meet again in peace;
      Bring back the far-away;
      Grant us a holiday;
      And by the hopes of Christmas-tide we pray—
  Let love restore the fallen to his Home;
Whilst up and down the snowy streets the Christmas minstrels sing;
And through the frost from countless towers the bells of Christmas ring.

  Ah, Christ! and yet a happier day shall come!
      Then bid our discords cease;
      There give the weary ease;
      Let the long-parted meet again in peace;
      Bring back the far-away;
      Grant us a holiday;
      And by the hopes of Christmas-tide we pray—
  Let love restore the fallen to his Home;
Whilst up and down the golden streets the blessed angels sing,
And evermore the heavenly chimes in heavenly cadence ring.