CREATION is singing a glad, new song
To welcome the new-born day;
Rejoicing with joy that is deep and strong
As the Heart where the joy first lay.
The praises are telling a wondrous tale
Of a birth of the long ago;
A wonderful love that will never fail,—
Of a stream that will ever flow.
Of life they are singing at dawning bright,
A life that is full and free;
Of the joyous song that the earth will sing
In the arms of Infinity.
They tell of a new and a joyous birth,
Thru the birth of the long ago;
They tell of a song which the ransomed sing
When is past the night of wo.
They're singing of love at the dawning fair,
And Heaven bends low to hear
The sweetest song that earth can sing,—
A song of God's love and cheer.
They sing—and the anthem has touched the chord
Of the harmony of Heaven:
The wonderful love of the blessed Lord,—
The love that to earth is given.
FLORA E. YERGIN.