To the Child Jesus

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To the Child Jesus

Could every time-worn heart but see Thee once again,

A happy human child, among the homes of men,

The age of doubt would pass⁠—the vision of Thy face

Would silently restore the childhood of the race.

Thou wayfaring Jesus, a pilgrim and stranger,

Exiled from heaven by love at thy birth,

Exiled again from thy rest in the manger,

A fugitive child ’mid the perils of earth⁠—

Cheer with thy fellowship all who are weary,

Wandering far from the land that they love;

Guide every heart that is homeless and dreary,

Safe to its home in thy presence above.