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A melodic Christmas theme relating the birth of the Christ child who is ever present.
Poem by Mary Baker Eddy
Blest Christmas morn, though murky clouds pursue thy way,
Thy light was born where storm enshrouds nor dawn nor day!
Dear Christ, forever here and near, no cradle song,
No natal hour and mother’s tear, to thee belong.
Thou God idea, Life encrowned, the Bethlehem babe
Beloved, replete, by flesh embound was but thy shade!
Thou gentle beam of living Love, and deathless Life!
Truth infinite, so far above all mortal strife,
Or cruel creed, or earthborn taint:
Fill us today with all thou art, be thou our saint, our stay, alway.
Words used courtesy of The Mary Baker Eddy Collection