Unto Us A Son Is Given
Given, not lent, And not withdrawn - once sent - This Infant of mankind, this One, Is still the little welcome Son. New every year, New-born and newly dear, He comes with tidings and a song, The ages long, the ages long. Even as the cold Keen winter grows not old; As childhood is so fresh, foreseen, And spring in the familiar green; Sudden as sweet Come the expected feet. All joy is young, and new all art, And He, too, Whom we have by heart.
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