Christmas, 1884
Though in my heart no Christmas glee, Though my song-bird be dumb, Jesus, it is enough for me That thou art come. What though the loved be scattered far, Few at the board appear, In thee, O Lord, they gathered are, And thou art here. And if our hearts be low with lack, They are not therefore numb; Not always will thy day come back-- Thyself will come!
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