WHERE man was all too marred with sin, The ass, the ox were bidden in. Where angels were unmeet to come These humble entered Holydom. "Their innocent eyes and full of awe Saw the fulfilment of the law. There in the stable with the beast The Christmas Child hath spread His feast. These gave their bed and eke their board To be a cradle for their Lord. Their honey-breath, their tears all mild, Warmed in the cold the new-born Child. These His adorers were before The Kings and Shepherds thronged the door. And where no angels knelt there kneeled The innocent creatures of the field. O simple ones, much honoured; He who oppresses you indeed Oppresses His kind hosts that lay Once in the stable on the bay.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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