Truth, ― thou immortal one,
Since first the sweet stars sungJob 38:7 When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?
Creation’s glorious morn;
As when thy babeEditorial Note: Jesus Christ was born
The painless heraldry of Soul not sense,
Shine on my students way,
Give God's idea sway,
Bless her in every way ―
With thine own recompense.
Tenderly & truly
Christmas Eve
1882