Christmas In Heaven

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HOW hushed they were in Heaven that night,
  How lightly all the angels went,
How dumb the singing spheres beneath
  Their many-candled tent!

How silent all the drifting throng
  Of earth-freed spirits, strangely torn
By dim and half-remembered pain
  And joy but newly born!

The Glory in the Highest flamed
  With awful, unremembered ray--
But quiet as the falling dew
  Was He who went away.

So swift He went, His passing left
  A low, bright door in Heaven ajar--
With God it was a covenant,
  To man it seemed a star.

© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay