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Рождество Христово

Рождество

Шли мудрецы и день и ночь,                                                             

Слагая в вечность дни.                                                      

Стремясь усталость превозмочь                                                       

Навстречу Жизни шли.

 

И шли, влекомые звездой,                                                                                                                          

Не оставляя след.                                                                                                                                        

Им видно, что в пещере той                                                                                                  

Богомладенца Свет.

 

Они несли, прижав к груди,                                                                                                                  

Дары любви земной:                                                                                                                                     

И золото и смирны цвет,  

И ладан дорогой.                                                                                                               

 

И был рассвет на месте том:                                                                                                                      

На поле пастухов.                                                                                                                                         

И Ангел покрывал крылом                                                                                                                    

Дорогою волхвов.

 

Вот Дева, наклонив главу,                                                                                                                         

От радости светла                                                                                                                                      

Творцу превознося хвалу                                                                                                                       

Баюкала Христа.

 

И сердце я возьму в ладонь.                                                                                                               

Сиянье Света в нем.                                                                                                                              

Здесь Бог-Любовь и Бог-Огонь                                                                                                                     

И лик Христа на нём.