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ANGELS
By Sally Meyer (c) 1997 all rights reserved
It didn't begin in a stable and not in Bethlehem.
It started with an angel in Mary's native land.
'Twas in a town called Nazareth Gabriel came to the virgin fair.
Saying, "Blessed art thou among women," Our Father's Son you'll bear.
Then the angel visited the carpenter who Mary intended to wed.
He came to Joseph in a dream as he lay upon his bed.
"Fear not thou son of David," to take Mary for your wife.
The child of God will need you to tend him in this life.
The big day came, Jesus was born In a manger on a pad of hay.
The angels sang to herald the King on the very first Christmas day.
Then off to spread the happy news to shepherds attending their lambs.
The angel chimed, "Glad tidings I bring" and goodwill to all the land.
The frightened shepherds found comfort in the angelic heavenly chorus.
They sang of peace and joy and a babe who would someday come before us.
Herod sent his wisest men to find the infant King.
So off from the east they followed the star, and precious gifts did bring.
As they departed, an angel told of Herod's wicked plan.
He didn't want to worship the child, but destroy the Son of Man.
Joseph heeded the angel's words, and to Egypt they did flee.
Then listened again when Herod died, and returned to Galilee.
Many years before Christ's birth another prophet was told.
An angel talked to Samuel, a Lamanite of old.
Who were these herald angels chosen by God above?
What valiant servants they must have been to bring us his message of love.
MOTHER MARY
By Sally Meyer (c) 1997 all rights reserved
Who am I, what am I? That He should think of me,
To bring His Son into the World and teach Him at my knee?
As there they sat with hay all strewn about them on the ground,
She pondered all that lie ahead when they'd leave fair David's town.
By candle light she held her son, and nursed him at her breast.
Then lay him on the golden hay so they could get some rest.
With stalwart Joseph at her side and cattle softly lowing,
She welcomed all, shepherd to king who came by starlight glowing.
In harmony the angels sang reverent hymns of glory.
Mary listened as they told her little one's sacred story.
The bleating of the fleecy lambs was His first lullaby.
A straw filled manger for a crib with animals standing by.
But Mary filled that nursery as only a mother could,
With love and hope and promise, as Father knew she would.
THE MAN JOSEPH
By Sally Meyer (c) 1997 all rights reserved
With sturdy frame and callused hands, how overlooked, this gentle man.
With hammer and peg and saw and plane, he cut the wood and smoothed the grain.
Trusted by the Father of all to raise His Son, an awesome call.
He never doubted Mary's word, though others claimed it was absurd.
We know he loved the Lord his God, as on to Bethlehem they trod.
With stars so dim his only guide, he walked along by Mary's side.
A crowded town forced them to stay in a tiny stable filled with hay.
When You Are OldWhen you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your...
"I loved you..." I loved you, and I probably still do, And for a while the feeling may remain... But let my love no longer trouble you, I do not wish to cause you any pain....
Songs Offerings（《吉檀枷利·第一章》）泰戈爾成名之作。 2.Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life....
Ode to the West Wind I O WILD West Wind, thou breath>www.DiYiFanWen.com(第一範文網)整理，版權歸原作者、原出處所有。
The day is cold,and dark,and dreary; It rains,and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the moldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary....
A Dad is a personWho is loving and kindAnd often he knowsWhat you have on your mindHe's someone who listens,Suggests, and defendsA dad can be one Of your very best friends!He's proud of your triumphs,But when things go...
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,The flying cloud, the frosty light:The year is dying in the night;Ring out, wild bells, and let him die....
Winds through the olive treesSoftly did blow,Round little BethlehemLong, long ago. Sheep on the hillside layWhiter than snow;Shepherds were watching them,Long, long ago....
ANGELS
By Sally Meyer (c) 1997 all rights reserved
It didn't begin in a stable and not in Bethlehem.
It started with an angel in Mary's native land.
'Twas in a town called Nazareth Gabriel came to the virgin fair.
Saying, "Blessed art thou among women," Our Father's Son you'll bear.
Then the angel visited the carpenter who Mary intended to wed.
He came to Joseph in a dream as he lay upon his bed.
"Fear not thou son of David," to take Mary for your wife.
The child of God will need you to tend him in this life.
The big day came, Jesus was born In a manger on a pad of hay.
The angels sang to herald the King on the very first Christmas day.
Then off to spread the happy news to shepherds attending their lambs.
The angel chimed, "Glad tidings I bring" and goodwill to all the land.
The frightened shepherds found comfort in the angelic heavenly chorus.
They sang of peace and joy and a babe who would someday come before us.
Herod sent his wisest men to find the infant King.
So off from the east they followed the star, and precious gifts did bring.
As they departed, an angel told of Herod's wicked plan.
He didn't want to worship the child, but destroy the Son of Man.
Joseph heeded the angel's words, and to Egypt they did flee.
Then listened again when Herod died, and returned to Galilee.
Many years before Christ's birth another prophet was told.
An angel talked to Samuel, a Lamanite of old.
Who were these herald angels chosen by God above?
What valiant servants they must have been to bring us his message of love.
MOTHER MARY
By Sally Meyer (c) 1997 all rights reserved
Who am I, what am I? That He should think of me,
To bring His Son into the World and teach Him at my knee?
As there they sat with hay all strewn about them on the ground,
She pondered all that lie ahead when they'd leave fair David's town.
By candle light she held her son, and nursed him at her breast.
Then lay him on the golden hay so they could get some rest.
With stalwart Joseph at her side and cattle softly lowing,
She welcomed all, shepherd to king who came by starlight glowing.
In harmony the angels sang reverent hymns of glory.
Mary listened as they told her little one's sacred story.
The bleating of the fleecy lambs was His first lullaby.
A straw filled manger for a crib with animals standing by.
But Mary filled that nursery as only a mother could,
With love and hope and promise, as Father knew she would.
THE MAN JOSEPH
By Sally Meyer (c) 1997 all rights reserved
With sturdy frame and callused hands, how overlooked, this gentle man.
With hammer and peg and saw and plane, he cut the wood and smoothed the grain.
Trusted by the Father of all to raise His Son, an awesome call.
He never doubted Mary's word, though others claimed it was absurd.
We know he loved the Lord his God, as on to Bethlehem they trod.
With stars so dim his only guide, he walked along by Mary's side.
A crowded town forced them to stay in a tiny stable filled with hay.
When You Are OldWhen you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your...
"I loved you..." I loved you, and I probably still do, And for a while the feeling may remain... But let my love no longer trouble you, I do not wish to cause you any pain....
Songs Offerings（《吉檀枷利·第一章》）泰戈尔成名之作。 2.Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life....
Ode to the West Wind I O WILD West Wind, thou breath>www.DiYiFanWen.com(第一范文网)整理，版权归原作者、原出处所有。
The day is cold,and dark,and dreary; It rains,and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the moldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary....
A Dad is a personWho is loving and kindAnd often he knowsWhat you have on your mindHe's someone who listens,Suggests, and defendsA dad can be one Of your very best friends!He's proud of your triumphs,But when things go...
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,The flying cloud, the frosty light:The year is dying in the night;Ring out, wild bells, and let him die....
Winds through the olive treesSoftly did blow,Round little BethlehemLong, long ago. Sheep on the hillside layWhiter than snow;Shepherds were watching them,Long, long ago....
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