Fifty Christmas Poems for Children

Where His mother was,

As dew in April

That falleth on the grass.

He came all so still

To His mother's bower,

As dew in April

That falleth on the flower.

He came all so still

Where His mother lay,

As dew in April

That falleth on the spray.

Mother and maiden

Was never none but she;

Well may such a lady

God's mother be.

WHEN Christ the Babe was born,

Full many a little lamb

Upon the wintry hills forlorn

Was nestled near its dam:

And, waking or asleep,

Upon His Mother's breast,

For love of her, each mother-sheep

And baby-lamb He blessed.

STAR high

Baby low:

'Twixt the two

Wise men go;

Find the baby,

Grasp the star

Heirs of all things

Near and far!

LITTLE one, who straight hast come

Down the heavenly stair,

Tell us all about your home,

And the father there."

"He is such a one as I

Like as like can be.

Do his will, and, by and by,

Home and him you'll see."