THE NATIVITY 



Where man was all too marred with sin 

 The Ass, the Ox were bidden in. 



Where Angels were unfit to come 

 These humble entered holydom. 



There in the stable with the beast 



The Christmas child hath spread His feast. 



These His adorers were before 



The Kings and Shepherds thronged the door. 



And where no Angels knelt there kneeled 

 The innocent creatures of the field. 



Katherine Tynan Hinkson. 



