O LOVELY voices of the sky, That hymned the Saviour's birth! Are ye not singing still on high, Ye that sang "Peace on earth?" To us yet speak the strains Wherewith, in days gone by Ye blessed thy Syrian swains, O voices of the sky! O clear and shining light! whose beams That hour heaven's glory shed Around the palms, and o'er the streams, And on the shepherd's head; Be near, through life and death, As in that holiest night Of Hope, and Joy, and Faith, O clear and shining light! O star! which led to Him whose love Brought down man's ransom free; Where art thou? -- 'Midst the hosts above May we still gaze on thee? In heaven thou art not set, Thy rays earth might not dim, Send them to guide us yet, O star which led to Him! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AUCTION: ANDERSON GALLERIES by LOUIS UNTERMEYER YOUTH AND AGE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE STANZAS ON THE DEATH OF A FRIEND by REGINALD HEBER SHERIDAN'S RIDE [DECEMBER 19, 1864] by THOMAS BUCHANAN READ EPIPSYCHIDION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY THE NATURAL FIRE by CLIFFORD ALLEN TO THE AUTHOR OF TEUCHSA GRONDIE by LEVI BISHOP |