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Title: Angel Tidings
Author: William Henry Drummond [ More Titles by Drummond]
Run, shepherds, run where Bethlehem blest appears. We bring the best of news; be not dismayed; A Saviour there is born more old than years, Amidst heaven's rolling height this earth who stayed. In a poor cottage inned, a virgin maid A weakling did him bear, who all upbears; There is he poorly swaddled, in manger laid, To whom too narrow swaddlings are our spheres: Run, shepherds, run, and solemnize his birth. This is that night--no, day, grown great with bliss, In which the power of Satan broken is: In Heaven be glory, peace unto the earth! Thus singing, through the air the angels swam, And cope of stars re-echoed the same. _William Drummond._
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