THE General Literature Committee of the Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge beg to express their thanks to London: Printed by Jas. Truscott & Son, Suffolk Lane, City. THE CYCLE OF LIFE. THE ANGEL'S STORY. THROUGH the blue and frosty heavens, Christmas stars were shining bright; Glistening lamps through the great City Almost matched their gleaming light; While the winter snow was lying, And the winter winds were sighing, Long ago, one Christmas night. While from every tower and steeple Pealing bells were sounding clear Many a one that night was merry B 花 That night saw old wrongs forgiven, Mournful eyes that rarely smiled, Rich and poor felt love and blessing Yet one house was dim and darkened : Stilling even the voice of mourning- Silken curtains fell around him, Velvet carpets hushed the tread; Many costly toys were lying, All unheeded, by his bed; And his tangled golden ringlets Were on downy pillows spread. |