On the 12th day of Christmas...

...the Bowers gave to me:

"O little town of Bethlehem,

how still we see thee lie!

Above thy deep and dreamless sleep

the silent stars go by.

Yet in thy dark streets shineth

the everlasting light;

The hope and fears of all the years

are met in the tonight.

For Christ is born of Mary,

and gathered all above,

While mortals sleep, the angels keep

their watch of wondering love.

O morning stars together,

proclaim the holy birth,

And praises sing to God the King,

and peace to men on Earth!

How silently , how silently,

the wondrous gift is giv'n;

So God imparts to human hearts

the blessings of His Heav'n.

No ear may hear His coming, but in this world of sin,

Where meek souls will receive Him still,

the dear Christ enters in."

Merry Christmas Eve to Everyone!