Julia A. Moore

The Sweet Singer of Michigan


CHRISTMAS

Hail the coming holiday,
      With a hearty joyous feast,
And drive away sorrow, friends,
      For a day or two at least;
Lay all business cares aside,
      And make the world resound,
With music and festivals
      Throughout our merry town.

May every person in our land
      A voice to heaven raise,
And welcome in Christ's birthday,
      With everlasting praise;
Praise Him who died upon the cross,
      Our sinning souls to save,
The great Redeemer, Christ our lord,
      That dwells beyond the grave.

We should meet in reverence,
      And God's commands obey,
And make each other happy
      Throughout the holiday;
And not forget the orphans,
      The aged or the blind,
The rich, the poor and needy,
      To each one pray be kind.

May every parent in the land,
      Hail Christmas day with joy,
And not forget a present for
      Their little girls and boys;
They are looking forth anxiously,
      For Santa Claus to come
And fill their little stockings,
      With toys and sugar-plumbs.

God grant a merry Christmas eve
      And happy Christmas day,
To every person in the land,
      At home or far away.
That festive day will soon be here,
      Alas, will soon be o'er;
Welcome, welcome the coming of
      Christmas day once more.


Reprinted from The Sweet Singer of Michigan: Poems by Mrs. Julia A. Moore ,
ed. Walter Blair (Chicago: Pascal Covici, 1928).
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