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| THE MITE OF THE POOR. There is no need of rich presents to please Jesus: a pure heart will satisfy Him |
The heavens have dropped down their Dew, the clouds have rained down the Just One, the earth has yielded its Savior, THE WORD IS MADE FLESH, the Virgin has brought forth her sweet Fruit, our Emmanuel, that is, God with us. The Sun of Justice now shines upon us; darkness has fled; in heaven there is Glory to God; on earth there is Peace to men. All these blessings have been brought to us by the humble yet glorious Birth of this Child. Let us adore Him in his Crib; let us love Him for all his love of us; and let us prepare the gifts we intended to present to him, with the Magi, on tomorrow's Feast. The joy of the Church is as great as ever; the Angels are adoring in their wondering admiration; all nature thrills with delight: Unto us is born a little Child!
