Saturday, December 22, 2007

The Shepherds Had an Angel

Christina Rossetti is one of my favorite English poets. Her poetry is simple, childlike, yet profound. Here is another of her Christmas poems. (Pictures are of the trees on the school grounds and around my condo, taken Friday afternoon.)


The Shepherds had an angel
by Christina Rossetti

The shepherds had an angel,
The wise men had a star;
But what have I, a little child,
To guide me home from far,
Where glad stars sing together,
And singing angels are?

Lord Jesus is my Guardian
So I can nothing lack;
The lambs lie in His bosom
Along life's dangerous track:
The willful lambs that go astray
He, bleeding, brings them back.

Those shepherds thro' the lonely night
Sat watching by their sheep,
Until they saw the heav'nly host
Who neither tire nor sleep,
All singing glory, glory,
In festival they keep.

Christ watches me, His little lamb,
Cares for me day and night,
That I may be His own in heav'n,
so angels clad in white
Shall sing their Glory, glory
For my sake in the height.

Lord, bring me nearer day by day,
Till I my voice unite,
And sing my Glory, glory,
With angels clad in white,
All Glory, glory, giv'n to Thee,
thro' all the heav'nly height.


3 comments:

Britt-Arnhild said...

What a beautiful poem.
The writer is unknown to be, thanks for the introduction.

Ruth said...

Lovely poem and pictures. Merry Christmas!

Inland Empire Girl said...

Merry Christmas and enjoy your winter break.