The Carol of the Birds

When rose the eastern star
The birds came from a-far
In that full might of glory
With one melodious voice
They sweetly did rejoice
And sang the wondrous story

Sang, praising God on high
Enthroned above the sky
And his fair mother Mary

The eagle left his lair
Came winging through the air
His message loud arising
And to his joyous cry
The sparrow made reply
His answer sweetly voicing
"O'ercome are death and strife
This night is born new life"
The robin sang rejoicing

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When rose the eastern star
The birds came from a-far