For Mary's precious angel boy,

Christmas chimes long sound God's peace

To a troubled world's unease.

Christmas bells sing high and clear

So that all who doubt may hear.

'Neath frosted skies to sunlit sands

"He holds the whole world in His hands".

May all who hark the season's songs

Uphold the right, reduce the wrongs,

And ponder in the festive glow

On heaven's sweet gift to earth below.

EMLYN C. JONES