A  Christmas Pastoral

 

 

I wake to  hear the angels'  song .

My heart is touched by something strange .

My friends all wake. We plod  along

to trace  the sound  beyond   the  range.

White  snow lies deep upon the ground

In yonder  manger,  Christ is  found. 

 

The star the star ! It's fair like morn  !

Awake ! Awake ! A child is born !

 

No bed for Jesus in the inn,

He lies  on straw among the sheep ,

There's drops of milk on  his wee  chin.

He   breathes contentment in his sleep.       

He's  christ the  child ! He looks at me !

A look of love for me and thee!

 

The star the star ! It's fair like morn !

Awake ! Awake ! A child is born !

 

 Agathe Lai