| Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Poems and Carols (1894).
I. A Meditation for Christmas | | By Selwyn Image (1849–1930) |
| | | CONSIDER, O my soul, what morn is this! | |
| Whereon the eternal Lord of all things made, | |
| For us, poor mortals, and our endless bliss, | |
| Came down from heaven; and in a manger laid, | |
| The first, rich, offerings of our ransom paid; | 5 |
| Consider, O my soul, what morn is this! | |
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| Consider what estate of fearful woe | |
| Had then been ours, had He refused this birth; | |
| From sin to sin tossed vainly to and fro, | |
| Hell’s playthings, o’er a doomed and helpless earth! | 10 |
| Had He from us withheld His priceless worth, | |
| Consider man’s estate of fearful woe! | |
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| Consider to what joys He bids thee rise, | |
| Who comes, Himself, life’s bitter cup to drain! | |
| Ah! look on this sweet Child, Whose innocent eyes, | 15 |
| Ere all be done, shall close in mortal pain, | |
| That thou at last Love’s Kingdom may’st attain; | |
| Consider to what joys He bids thee rise! | |
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| Consider all this wonder, O my soul: | |
| And in thine inmost shrine make music sweet! | 20 |
| Yea, let the world, from furthest pole to pole, | |
| Join in Thy praises this dread birth to greet; | |
| Kneeling to kiss Thy Saviour’s infant feet! | |
| Consider all this wonder, O my Soul! | | | | |
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