THE STORY EVER NEW.

Auckland Star, Volume XXII, Issue 305, 24 December 1891, Page 1 (Supplement)

THE STORY EVER NEW.

By Flokexa M. Yor£

Only an old, old story Of infinite love and grace; Only a beam of glory Lighting a Baby face. Bub through the rolling ages, No story half so dear ; Of all earth's sunshine glory. No beams so bright and clear. Only a manger lowly, Wherein the sweet Child lay ; Only a mother holy, Watching the hours away. Only a sweet song stealing Down through bhe quieb skiea ; Only a star's soft beaming .Points where the Baby lies. Only some shepherds kneeling, Paying their homage sweet, Pouring their richest treasures Down at those Baby-feet. Strains of that far-off anthem Float through tha world since then, Breathing of ' Joy in Heaven, Oii earth good-will toward men.' Hark ! to the joyous chorus— 'To you a King 13 born ;' Star of the East now lead us, Lead us this Christmas morn, Tiil, like the faithful shepherds, We kneel in homage sweet, And pour our hearts' best treasures Down at those sacred feet. Thus reads the sweet old story, Old, but still ever new ; Know we the wealth of glory It brings to me and you ? Know we those tiny fingers Opened Hoaven's portals wide 1 But for that helpless Baby All the whole world had died 1