So now when hearts grow kind and Yule-logs burn,
When thoughts grow gentler, sweeter, and return
To olden, golden friends, or far or near,
This prayer of mine be hallowed with a tear
Welled from the fount of love and sympathy,
And sent upon the wintry night to Thee,
Till all the world is warmed with love divine,——
Dear Lord, bless all these olden friends of mine!
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