Old Christmas has come back once more
To greet us with his smile;
To lift our drooping spirits up,
And cheer us for awhile.
He brings to us good news from heaven,
And gifts from earthly friends;
Then let us take with grateful hearts
Whate’er our Father sends.
And let no bitter feelings mar (sic)
The pleasures of the day;
But let us guard and watch ourselves,
In all we do or say.
Though to some eyes the tear will rise,
While thinking of past days;
Yet God has been so good to us,
We cannot choose but praise.
And some of us will miss the clasp
Of a dear true hand now cold,
And looking backward to the past,
Feel now we’re growing old.
Yet cheer up brothers, sisters, friends,
And let us merry sing;
For why! this is the birthday of
The Christ of God, our King.
(Illawarra Mercury, December 25, 1884)