The Church Bells Ring

The church bells ring out, on the Holiest evening of all
they are calling the people of God, its Christ's enthrall;

I SING YOUR PRAISE FOREVER OH LORD ALMIGHTY ONE
BORN UNDER A STAR, ANGELS SING REJOICING HYMNS

As the snow falls gently to the ground without a sound
the devotees come close to see the creche renowned

CROWNED APEX OF HEAVEN'S SPLENDOUR SHINES SUPREME 
DEEPLY INSIDE THE CAVES YOUR NAME ECHOES FOR ETERNITY

The church bells ring out on the Holiest evening of all 
they are calling the people of God, its Christ's enthrall.

Liam MacDaibheid
Mystic Rose
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Mcconnell Avatar
November 5, 2019 at 9:46 AM
Such a lovely piece Liam, as Mystic Rose and yourself have penned so excellently and apt as we get close to the festive season again
Allison Avatar
December 25, 2017 at 4:42 PM
what a beautiful uplifting poem and it is so lovely to see you collaborating with Vienna I miss her on soup please send her my best wishes for Christmas and the new year and of course i send these wishes to you too Liam:-) hugs Jan xx
Loughman Avatar
December 24, 2017 at 5:25 PM
Lovely poem! Merry Christmas to you both!
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