Carol, Christians! Christ is here! Carol for this baby dear! This is man, but God, the more; Sing beside the stable door! This, our King without a crown, In a manger is laid down, When the maid with meekest hands, Wrapped Him all in swathing bands. Ages long ago He came, Lived and died, yet is the same: He who slain ere things were made In this stall a Babe is laid! Sing, good Christians! Come and sing! Praise our Christ, and praise our King! Gladdest night! Most happy morn! Christ our Lord this day is born! Sing our best, both young and old! Never heart this time be cold! Never eye of love be dim! Who love others, they love Him. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE OVERLOOKING THE RIVER STOUR by THOMAS HARDY THE TEMPTATION OF OUR LORD: BALEUS PROLOCUTOR by JOHN BALE THE VERMONT 'HIRED MAN' by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY THE DREAM AND THE REALITY by DOROTHY CAMERON THE BOROUGH: LETTER 17. THE HOSPITAL AND GOVERNORS by GEORGE CRABBE WILD BLOSSOMS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |