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A CHRISTMAS PRAYER.

Just for to-day, dear God, give me the faith That gilds each star to eager, childish eyes, And paints in smoke-wreaths blue the chimneyed wreath Of reindeer speeding far through Christmas skies Let me again, as in the days of old • Slip hand in hand, with every face a friend; In every tinsel shine find purest gold And treasure trove at every rainbow’s end. Let me forget the pretence and the show, The mummery of those who give—to take, And thrill once more through Christmas candle-glow While carol echoes set white streets awake. I would shut far from me the wiser years, And close my ears to wisdom’s gain—and loss; I would be blind to Want and Woe and Tears, Nor test each bauble sheen to find the dross. Lord, let these Christmas bells sing back the dream; Give me my world this day, glad, undefiled, From primrose-dawn to hollied taper-gleam, In all the sure, sweet vision of a child. —Martha Haskell Clark.

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Taranaki Daily News, 17 December 1926, Page 1 (Supplement)

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A CHRISTMAS PRAYER. Taranaki Daily News, 17 December 1926, Page 1 (Supplement)

A CHRISTMAS PRAYER. Taranaki Daily News, 17 December 1926, Page 1 (Supplement)