Unto You Is Born This Day ------------------------ O what a Day! Foretold in ages long since past; By many Prophets oft forecast; God's promises the world outlast; O what a Day! O what a Gift! From God the Father up in Heav'n, To sinful mortals Satan driv'n, A Saviour, Christ the Lord, was g'iv'n; O what a Gift! O what a Babe! A Child asleep on Mary's knee, Yet true incarnate God was He, With "goings forth" eternally; O what a Babe! O what a Love! Born purposely for men to die, To save them, bless, and glorify, And bear them, to His Home on high; O what a Love! What shall we Do? E'er this glad Christmastide is gone, Accept Him now, and love Him on, His soulful praises e'er prolong; This let us do. - R. E. Neighbour, D.D.