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Archive for January 23rd, 2011

The insects left their eggs on the leaf,

Left them in adolescent relief,

To see the “world at large.”

(“At large” was an acre, if that.)

They danced in the sun, in their own little mist,

Danced to their heart’s delight,

‘Til one little chap heard a sound and hissed

“Death is coming – and it’s coming tonight.”

                   – eab, 01/01

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1. God hath sent His angels to the earth again,
Bringing joyful tidings to the sons of men;
They who first at Christmas thronged the heavenly way,
Now beside the tomb door sit on Easter day.

Refrain

Angels, sing His triumph as you sang His birth,
“Christ the Lord is risen, peace, goodwill on earth!”

2. In the dreadful desert, where the Lord was tried,
There the faithful angels gathered at His side;
And when, in the garden, grief and pain and care
Bowed Him down with anguish, they were with Him there.

3. Yet the Christ they honor is the same Christ still
Who, in light and darkness, did His Father’s will;
And the tomb, deserted, shineth like the sky,
Since He passed from out it, into victory.

4. God has still His angels, helping at His word,
All His faithful children, like their faithful Lord;
Soothing them in sorrow, arming them in strife,
Opening wide the tomb doors, leading into life.

Philips Brooks died this date, 1/23/1893.  He was an Episcopal preacher and hymnist who later was the bishop of Massachusetts.  Brooks, born 12/13/1835, Boston, was a steadfast abolitionist.  As a pastor and evangelist (known to substitute for D. L. Moody) he became known as an outstanding preacher.  He is best remembered for writing the hymn “O Little Town of Bethlehem.”

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