Each of the 12 days of Christmas, a favorite line or two of mine from a Christmas carol will come your way to remind you of these joyful, hopeful carols that help carry us through the year.
It Came upon the Midnight Clear
(Words: Edmund H. Sears, 1849; Music: Richard Storrs Willis, 1850)
And ye, beneath life's crushing load,
whose forms are bending low,
who toil along the climbing way
with painful steps and slow,
look now! for glad and golden hours
come swiftly on the wing.
O rest beside the weary road,
and hear the angels sing!
For lo! the days are hastening on,
by prophet seen of old,
when with the ever-circling years
shall come the time foretold
when peace shall over all the earth
its ancient splendors fling,
and the whole world send back the song
which now the angels sing.