The Starry Cope Of Heaven.

At His Birth A Star, Unseen Before In Heaven, Proclaims Him Come.

Him That Yon Soars On Golden Wing, Guiding The Fiery-wheelèd Throne, The Cherub Contemplation.

Back To Thy Punishment, False Fugitive, And To Thy Speed Add Wings.

How Oft, In Nations Gone Corrupt, And By Their Own Devices Brought Down To Servitude, That Man Chooses Bondage Before Liberty. Bondage With Ease Before Strenuous Liberty.

Gratitude Bestows Reverence.....changing Forever How We Experience Life And The World.