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For the Christ-child who comes is the Master of all;

     No palace too great, no cottage too small.

     The angels who welcome Him sing from the height,

     “In the city of David a King in His might.”

         Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas to-night!

 

     Then let every heart keep its Christmas within,

     Christ’s pity for sorrow, Christ’s hatred of sin,

     Christ’s care for the weakest, Christ’s courage for right,

     Christ’s dread of the darkness, Christ’s love of the light.

         Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas to-night!

     … Phillips Brooks (1835-1893), Christmas Songs and Easter Carols

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