A Cold December Night So Long Ago
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A Cold December Night so Long Ago
‘twas on a cold December night
so long ago, a star shown bright,
and in the heavens, anthems rang
“Praise to the Lord,” the angels sang.
There in a manger on the hay
a new born child so softly lay
as shepherds watched and town bells clang;
“Praise to the Lord,” the angels sang.
A gift of God this gentle child
of humble birth so meek and mild
to save mankind, our sins defang;
“Praise to the Lord,” the angels sang.
In rev’rence now we laud this birth
when Son of Man was sent to earth
to free the world from dreadful pang;
“Praise to the Lord,” the angels sang.
Our souls washed clean, our conscience clear,
and so we celebrate each year
that winter night when anthems rang
“Praise to the Lord,” the angels sang.
November 28, 2019
Contest: In Praise of God
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2019
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