In every new-born little child,
In every soul that finds the light;
In every truth that comes to men,
In every conquest of the right;
In every sigh of human love
That comfort brings to hearts forlorn,
Again the angels wake their songs,
Again the Prince of Peace is born.
And they who hope, and work with cheer,
And bear in patience what they must,
And wait for sorrow’s far-off fruit,
And fill their lives with lowly trust —
Their eyes made clear from films of sin,
By faith’s pure love, and love’s increase,
Shall always see the star that lights
The birthplace of the Prince of Peace.
And they who loving wills are one
With that sweet life which is the law,
All round about their feet shall shine
A light that sages never saw;
And they who cherish child-like hearts,
And keep their natures fresh as morn,
Shall every day hear angels sing,
“Today the Prince of Peace is born.”
