Though in my heart no Christmas glee,
Though my song-bird be dumb,
Jesus, it is enough for me
That thou art come.
What though the loved be scattered far,
Few at the board appear,
In thee, O Lord, they gathered are,
And thou art here.
And if our hearts be low with lack,
They are not therefore numb;
Not always will thy day come back-
Thyself will come!
Christmas, 1884
George Macdonald
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Poem topics: christmas, heart, song, bird, Valentine's Day, jesus, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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