Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | December 25, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: Christmas (II)

by George Herbert (1593 – 1633).


Christmas (II)


The shepherds sing; and shall I silent be?

      My God, no hymn for Thee?

My soul’s a shepherd too; a flock it feeds

      Of thoughts, and words, and deeds.

The pasture is Thy word: the streams, Thy grace

      Enriching all the place.

Shepherd and flock shall sing, and all my powers

      Outsing the daylight hours.

Then will we chide the sun for letting night

      Take up his place and right:

We sing one common Lord; wherefore he should

      Himself the candle hold.

I will go searching, till I find a sun

      Shall stay, till we have done;

A willing shiner, that shall shine as gladly,

      As frost-nipped suns look sadly.

Then will we sing, and shine all our own day,

      And one another pay:

His beams shall cheer my breast, and both so twine,

Till ev’n His beams sing, and my music shine.



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