Cold my heart, and poor, and low,
Like thy stable in the rock;
Do not let it orphan go,
It is of thy parent stock!
Come thou in, and it will grow
High and wide, a fane divine;
Like the ruby it will glow,
Like the diamond shine!
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Christmas Prayer
by George MacDonald
From Standard Ebooks · standardebooks/george-macdonald_poetry
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