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fMGO STATf COIlFTif UBRAtt! 50905 THE NORMAL RECORD. Almost before I knew it. "David's son, " I said, "Is the Messiah: when will he be born, And fill our world with healing and with joy ?" "The world is weary waiting for the Lord," Replied a brother shepherd. "He will come, Although he tarry,'' said another then: And I, "O happy day, if he were here!" And then—how shall I tell you ? We looked around And saw the angel of the Lord close by, And we, the simple shepherds of the hills, Were lighted with the glory of the Lord Which shown about us! We were sore afraid; We never saw such brilliant light before, Even in dreams. We trembled in our fear, And must have fallen, but the angel spoke In gentle kindness. "Do not fear, " said he; "Behold I bring you tidings of great joy, To bless all people. Unto you is born This day, in David's city, Christ the Lord, The Saviour of the world." O could it be! Our hearts grew still with rapture. But again The angel spoke. "And this shall be a sign: The Babe is lying in a manger now, And wrapt in swaddling clothes, as you shall find.'' Then suddenly we saw a multitude; The heavenly host was with the angel there, Together praising God. Their faces shone, As if they brought the radiance from afar, And filled our fields with glory. O, the sight Transported us with wonder! Shining wings Floated above us, tender love-lit eyes Looked on the open heavens, and then on us, And softly, sweetly they began to sing. We hushed our breath to listen. Can I tell How that grand anthem sounded? Like the leaves In summer time ? Or like the running rill O'er merry pebbles ? Like the birds in spring ? O, 'twas like nothing we had ever heard: The song was full of joy*. No thought of tears Checked the sweet melody: it rose and fell Like the quick beating of our happy hearts: As if the maidens, men, and happy youths Were wild with joy, and reverent with love. We wept to hear them, then we laughed aloud In gladdest pleasure. To the illumined earth We bowed our faces, then we lifted them Unto the heaven whence God looked down on us. And still the song of bliss was rolling on. ' 'Glory to God!" It moved the ambient air. "Glory to God!" It rose up to the stars. "Glory to God!" It seemed to fill the world. ' 'Glory to God, and on the earth sweet peace And good-will toward all men." We joined the song; We could not help it. We poor shepherds dared With shaking voices, but with hearts as glad As those of angels were, to sing with them The exulting carol of Immanuel's praise In the green fields of honored Bethlehem. But soon the angels went away to heaven. And left us to each other. "Let us go And see the thing which God makes known to us'' We said together; and we went with haste, And found the mother and the holy Babe, And he was lying in a manger there, As said the angel. We but stayed awhile To look upon the face of Jesus Christ, The Saviour, the Messiah, sent from God, And now we gladly come to tell the news. Jesus is born to-day in Bethlehem! Peace and good-will are now bright angel-guests. Who dwell with men. You need no longer mourn, For Christ, the great Peace-Giver1, has been born And He will bless the nations. O, to-day Sing with me the sweet anthem of the skies, Glory to God, and joy to all the world. WHAT THE FAIRIES DID FOR JAMIE. By Julia Richardson JAMIE had been ill for some time, and now that Christmas was drawing near, he began to be impatient. He had the tender love of his mother to comfort him, but he longed for the bright toys and pretty things he had seen other children have. Although he was only a child, he knew well these joys were not for him, for his sickness had already necessitated the spending of too much
Object Description
Title | The Normal Record. December 1897 |
Original Date | 1897-12 |
Description | The Record. Published by the Associated Students of Chico State College. |
Creator | Chico State College |
Location of Original | Archives |
Call Number | LD723 C57 |
Digital Collection | The Record: Chico State Yearbook Collection |
Digital Repository | Meriam Library, California State University, Chico. |
Description-Abstract | The Record served as both a student magazine and a commencement program for Chico Normal School. In the year 1897, it was published almost monthly. |
Date Digital | 2013 |
Language | eng |
Rights | For information on the use of the images in this collection contact the Special Collections Department at 530.898-6342 or email: specialcollections@csuchico.edu |
Format | image/tiff |
Filename | index.cpd |
Description
Title | 1897_12_NormalRecord.006 |
Original Date | 1897-12 |
OCR- Transcript | fMGO STATf COIlFTif UBRAtt! 50905 THE NORMAL RECORD. Almost before I knew it. "David's son, " I said, "Is the Messiah: when will he be born, And fill our world with healing and with joy ?" "The world is weary waiting for the Lord," Replied a brother shepherd. "He will come, Although he tarry,'' said another then: And I, "O happy day, if he were here!" And then—how shall I tell you ? We looked around And saw the angel of the Lord close by, And we, the simple shepherds of the hills, Were lighted with the glory of the Lord Which shown about us! We were sore afraid; We never saw such brilliant light before, Even in dreams. We trembled in our fear, And must have fallen, but the angel spoke In gentle kindness. "Do not fear, " said he; "Behold I bring you tidings of great joy, To bless all people. Unto you is born This day, in David's city, Christ the Lord, The Saviour of the world." O could it be! Our hearts grew still with rapture. But again The angel spoke. "And this shall be a sign: The Babe is lying in a manger now, And wrapt in swaddling clothes, as you shall find.'' Then suddenly we saw a multitude; The heavenly host was with the angel there, Together praising God. Their faces shone, As if they brought the radiance from afar, And filled our fields with glory. O, the sight Transported us with wonder! Shining wings Floated above us, tender love-lit eyes Looked on the open heavens, and then on us, And softly, sweetly they began to sing. We hushed our breath to listen. Can I tell How that grand anthem sounded? Like the leaves In summer time ? Or like the running rill O'er merry pebbles ? Like the birds in spring ? O, 'twas like nothing we had ever heard: The song was full of joy*. No thought of tears Checked the sweet melody: it rose and fell Like the quick beating of our happy hearts: As if the maidens, men, and happy youths Were wild with joy, and reverent with love. We wept to hear them, then we laughed aloud In gladdest pleasure. To the illumined earth We bowed our faces, then we lifted them Unto the heaven whence God looked down on us. And still the song of bliss was rolling on. ' 'Glory to God!" It moved the ambient air. "Glory to God!" It rose up to the stars. "Glory to God!" It seemed to fill the world. ' 'Glory to God, and on the earth sweet peace And good-will toward all men." We joined the song; We could not help it. We poor shepherds dared With shaking voices, but with hearts as glad As those of angels were, to sing with them The exulting carol of Immanuel's praise In the green fields of honored Bethlehem. But soon the angels went away to heaven. And left us to each other. "Let us go And see the thing which God makes known to us'' We said together; and we went with haste, And found the mother and the holy Babe, And he was lying in a manger there, As said the angel. We but stayed awhile To look upon the face of Jesus Christ, The Saviour, the Messiah, sent from God, And now we gladly come to tell the news. Jesus is born to-day in Bethlehem! Peace and good-will are now bright angel-guests. Who dwell with men. You need no longer mourn, For Christ, the great Peace-Giver1, has been born And He will bless the nations. O, to-day Sing with me the sweet anthem of the skies, Glory to God, and joy to all the world. WHAT THE FAIRIES DID FOR JAMIE. By Julia Richardson JAMIE had been ill for some time, and now that Christmas was drawing near, he began to be impatient. He had the tender love of his mother to comfort him, but he longed for the bright toys and pretty things he had seen other children have. Although he was only a child, he knew well these joys were not for him, for his sickness had already necessitated the spending of too much |