CHRISTMAS. God Infant—born to-day! Born to tire, to die, for me Bon, son!; adorirg eay; •• Lota, I live, 1
... CHRISTMAS. God Infant—born to-day! Born to tire, to die, for me Bon, son!; adorirg eay; •• Lota, I live, 1 die, for Thee. Humble then, bat fearl.M, rise: Seek the manger where He lies. Tread with awe the solemn ground: hough stable mean and rude, Woederiog ...