Hymn For Christmas Day
Being A Dialogue Between Three Shepherds
Words: Jeremy Taylor (1613-1667), Festival Hymns
Where is this blessed Babe
That hath made
All the world so full of joy
That glorious Boy
That crowns each nation
With a triumphant wreath of blessedness?
Where should He be but in the throng,
His angel ministers that sing
And take wing
Just as may echo to His voice,
When wing and tongue and all
May so procure their happiness?
But He hath other waiters now:
A poor cow,
An ox and mule, stand and behold,
That a stable should enfold
Him that can thunder.
Chorus. O what a gracious God have we,
How good! how great! even as our misery.
Also found in A. H. Bullen, A Christmas Garland (London: John C. Nimmo, 1885), pp. 132-3. Bullen's note from page 263:
"Jeremy Taylor, whose prose is one of the glories of English literature, handles his lyre awkwardly. At starting we are confronted with a false thyme; and as we proceed we feel that the versification is wanting in ease and fluency. What a change when we turn to the perfect prose-periods of the funeral sermon on the Countess of Carbery!"
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