Quotes about new-born (15 Quotes)


    Of her own experience she had no memory of the thing happening; but in her instinct, which was the experience of all mothers of wolves, there lurked a memory of fathers that had eaten their new-born and helpless progeny.

    Hark the herald-angels sing, 'Glory to the new-born King Peace on earth, and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled.' Christ, by highest heav'n adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord, Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb Veiled in flesh the Godhead see Hail th' incarnate Deity Pleased as man with men to 'ppear, Jesus our Immanu'l here. Hail the heav'n-born Prince of peace Hail the Sun of righteousness Light and life to all He brings, Ris'n with healing in His wings. Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. Come, Desire of nations, come, Fix in us Thy humble home Rise, the woman's conquering Seed Bruise in us the serpent's head. Adam's likeness now efface, Stamp Thine image in its place Second Adam from above, Reinstate us in Thy love. Amen.

    Words From an Old Spanish Carol Shall I tell you who will come to Bethlehem on Christmas Morn, who will kneel them gently down before the Lord, new-born One small fish from the river, with scales of red, red gold, one wild bee from the heather, one grey lamb from the fold, one ox from the high pasture, one black bull from the herd, one goading from the far hills, one white, white bird. And many children God give them grace, bringing tall candles to light Mary's face. Shall I fell you who will come to Bethlehem on Christmas Morn, who will kneel them gently dowr before the Lord, new-born.






    HOVEL, n. The fruit of a flower called the Palace.Twaddle had a hovel, Twiddle had a palace Twaddle said I'll grovel Or he'll think I bear him malice -- A sentiment as novel As a castor on a chalice.Down upon the middle Of his legs fell Twaddle And astonished Mr. Twiddle, Who began to lift his noddle. Feed upon the fiddle- Faddle flummery, unswaddle A new-born self-sufficiency and think himself a mockery. --G.J.


    Christmas Carol The kings they came from out the south, All dressed in ermine fine They bore Him gold and chrysoprase, And gifts of precious wine. The shepherds came from out the north, Their coats were brown and old They brought Him little new-born lambs They had not any gold. The wise men came from out the east, And they were wrapped in white The star that led them all the way Did glorify the night. The angels came from heaven high, And they were clad with wings And lo, they brought a joyful song The host of heaven sings. The kings they knocked upon the door, The wise men entered in, The shepherds followed after them To hear the song begin. The angels sang through all the night Until the rising sun, But little Jesus fell asleep Before the song was done.





    On parent knees, a naked new-born child, Weeping thou sat'st while all around thee smiled So live, that sinking in thy last long sleep, Calm thou mayst smile, while all around thee weep.



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