Thought for Christmas

Softly, how softly Christmas
Lies upon the hill.
Ah, see, a star stands still
Above our very barn!
‘Twas much like this the night
The Christ-Child brought the shining
Light to Bethlehem.
It might have happened
Here on our own hill,
Here in our stable, warm and still.
For no man’s house or barn has ever been
Too humble for the Son of God to enter in!

FARM JOURNAL & FARMER’S WIFE