There Is No Cold in Christ
There is no cold in Christ nor winter storm
To chill the bone, there is no frost in him,
No freeze there kills the stem, no ice brings harm.
He lives in us to keep his branches warm,
A green tree ever rooted deep within,
There is no cold in Christ nor winter storm.
There where the harvest hills through summer run
to fall, he keeps a barn, a winter bin,
no freeze there kills the stem, no ice brings harm.
He has into them, all his flowers, sown
A seeding of himself, garden within,
There is no cold in Christ nor winter storm.
He there, a gardener in his lovely plants
forms protoplasm and a living mind,
no freeze there kills the stem, no ice brings harm.
The Rose of Nazareth, Lord to flesh was born,
Accept his seed, sons, daughters, women, men,
There is no cold in Christ nor winter storm,
No freeze there kills the stem, no ice brings harm.
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