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Echoing Their Joyous Strains
What Child is this, now laid to rest,Within a rustic stall?We hail the Sun of righteousness,A gift of God, forever blest,To gain his everlasting Hall. This little town of Bethlehem,Obscured in darkness lies,But angel hosts did not condemn;They ...
The Night Before Whatsit
So here is some festive doggerel I wrote some time ago, and which I periodically post at appropriate times of the year — and now it is the turn of 2025. Have a merry Christmas. Comments are open, but only for those of you who want to say merry Christmas back. ‘Twas the night before …



















