Christmas Carol, No. 2
Listen, the winds of the winter are wailing,
Daily the glad light of summer is failing;
Snowflakes are softly and silently sailing,
Christmas is nighing,
Cloud wrack is flying,
And clear in the crystal the stars shine again.
Hark! in the stillness the sweet sound of singing,
Heralding angels to earth now are bringing
Tidings of Peace and Good-will unto men—
Nowell! Nowell! Nowell!
Come, gather and ponder the God-written pages,
The story whose echoes resound through the ages
With comfort and joy both to shepherds and sages.
Yule logs are glowing,
Blessings bestowing,
That drive out the spirits of darkness defiled,
And give a warm welcome to brother and stranger,
And send precious gifts to the mean, lowly manger
To lay at the feet of the wonderful Child.
Nowell! Nowell! Nowell!
