The “Fear Not” of Christmas-Tide

Mourner

Christ­mas comes for thee;

Hear

with low and gen­tle tone

One who whis­pers

Look to Me!

Hope

for thou art not alone!

Not for thee the mer­ry throng

Gladness mak­ing lone­li­er still;

Yet is thine the an­gels’ song

Echoed clear from Beth­le­hem’s hill.

Fear ye not! from Heav’n was spok­en

Long ago

on Christ­mas Eve;

Fear thou not! is still the to­ken

Which our wait­ing hearts re­ceive.

Unto you the Christ is giv­en!

Thus sang choirs full and clear;

Now a voice on Christ­mas Ev­en

Softly ech­oes

He is here!

He knows all

thy Lord di­vine;

Mourner

though thine eye be dim

Look to Christ—His love is thine;

Take thy Christ­mas joy from Him.