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Some Children See Him
Some children see Him lily white
the infant Jesus born this night
Some children see Him lily white
with tresses soft and fair.
Some children see Him bronzed and brown
the Lord of heav'n to earth come down
Some children see Him bronzed and brown
with dark and heavy hair.
Some children see Him almond-eyed
This Saviour whom we kneel beside
Some children see Him almond-eyed
With skin of yellow hue.
Some children see Him dark as they
Sweet Mary's Son to whom we pray
Some children see Him dark as they
And, ah! they love Him so!
The children in each different place
Will see the Baby Jesus' face
Like theirs but bright with heav'nly grace
And filled with holy light.
O lay aside each earthly thing
and with thy heart as offering
Come worship now the infant King
'tis love that's born tonight.
Some children see Him lily white
the infant Jesus born this night
Some children see Him lily white
with tresses soft and fair.
Some children see Him bronzed and brown
the Lord of heav'n to earth come down
Some children see Him bronzed and brown
with dark and heavy hair.
Some children see Him almond-eyed
This Saviour whom we kneel beside
Some children see Him almond-eyed
With skin of yellow hue.
Some children see Him dark as they
Sweet Mary's Son to whom we pray
Some children see Him dark as they
And, ah! they love Him so!
The children in each different place
Will see the Baby Jesus' face
Like theirs but bright with heav'nly grace
And filled with holy light.
O lay aside each earthly thing
and with thy heart as offering
Come worship now the infant King
'tis love that's born tonight.
--Alfred Burt (1920-1954)
Advent
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6 comments:
That gave me the shivers. In a good, goose bumpy sort of way.
This certainly makes one think!
I love that poem. I heard it Saturday night at a choral concert. It's haunting and lovely. Thanks Luisa!
One I've actually heard!
I adore the Alfred Burt carols! And that Chinese Madonna is very intriguing.
wow wow wow, that poem runs shivers down my spine. So beautiful!