Christmas - Mid-summer (Vol 2 No 4)
Christmas - Mid-summer (Vol 2 No 4)
In the mild mid-summer pleasant winds can blow;
Balmy zephyrs soothe us; wafting to and fro;
Christmas has its beauty; Mary’s pain is past;
Lullaby her first born; parents’ joy at last.
In the warm mid-summer drying winds can blow;
Cooling breezes freshen in the evening glow;
Christmas has its contrasts; happiness and stress;
Wonder of a child birth, but in stable mess.
In the hot mid-summer scorching winds can blow;
Rainless days unending, rivers cease to flow;
Christmas has its harshness; it can linger still;
Cattle shed for birthing; Herod plans to kill.
Summer is the season when we harvest grain;
When the fruit from nature ripens on the plain;
Christmas, here in summer, hot or warm or mild
Is the time for growing; following the child.
Tune Cranham Not in AHB or TiS Presbyterian Hymnary 50
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