CHRISTMAS-TIME.

Tis Christmas time!—the joyous time, When, loud from belfry towers, the chime Of merry bells, so glad and gay, Proclaim the holy Christmas-day.

The church is decked with holly bright, Each face is beaming with delight, And mourners put their grief away Upon the joyful Christmas-day.

’Tis Christmas-day, that brings to each Something to learn, something to teach; Something to do, if understood: All have their mission here for good.

Good will to man and peace on earth: Rejoice with pure and guileless mirth, And highest praises to Him pay, Through whom we have our Christmas-day.

Give with free hand, our choicest store To all who need, to old and poor; With friends rejoice, with children play, Make happy all our Christmas-day.

Nor let the common thought appear, That Christmas comes but once a year; And till next year has passed away, Let it be ever Christmas-day.