- Oh, the snow, the beautiful snow,
- Filling the sky and earth below,
- Over the housetops, over the street,
- Over the heads of people you meet;
- Dancing - Flirting - Skimming along
- Beautiful snow! It can do no wrong;
- Flying to kiss a fair lady's cheek,
- Clinging to lips in frolicksome freak;
- Beautiful snow from Heaven above,
- Pure as an angel, gentle as love!
- Oh! the snow, the beautiful snow.
- How the flakes gather and laugh as they
- Whirling about in maddening fun;
- Chasing - Laughing - Hurrying by,
- It lights on the face and it sparkles
- And the dogs with a bark and a bound
- Snap at the crystals as they eddy around;
- The town is alive, and its heart is aglow,
- To welcome the coming of beautiful snow!
- How wild the crowd goes swaying along,
- Hailing each other with humor and song;
- How the gay sleighs like meteors flash
- Bright for a moment, then lost to the
- Ringing - Swinging - Dashing they go,
- Over the crest of the beautiful snow;
- Snow so pure when it falls from the sky,
- As to make one regret to see it lie
- To be trampled and tracked by thousands
- Till it blends with the filth in the horrible
- Once I was pure as the snow, but I fell,
- Fell like the snow flakes from heaven
- Fell to be trampled as filth in the street,
- Fell to be scoffed, to be spit on and
- Pleading - Cursing - Dreading to die,
- Selling my soul to whosoever would buy;
- Dealing in shame for a morsel of bread,
- Hating the living and fearing the dead.
- Merciful God! Have I fallen so low!
- And yet I was once like the beautiful
- Once I was fair as the beautiful snow,
- With an eye like a crystal, a heart like
- Once I was loved for my innocent grace
- Flattered and sought for the charms of
- Fathers - Mothers - Sisters - all,
- God and myself I have lost by my fall;
- The veriest wretch that goes shivering
- Will make a wide sweep lest I wander too
- For all that is on or above me I know,
- There is nothing so pure as the beautiful
- How strange it should be that this beautiful
- Should fall on a sinner with nowhere to
- How strange it should be when the night
- If the snow and the ice struck my desperate
- Fainting - Freezing - Dying - alone,
- Too wicked for prayer, too weak for a
- To be heard in the streets of the crazy
- Gone mad in the joy of snow coming down;
- To be and to die in my terrible woe,
- With a bed and a shroud of the beautiful
- Helpless and foul as the trampled snow,
- Sinner, despair not! Christ stoopeth low
- To rescue the soul that is lost in sin,
- And raise it to life and enjoyment again.
- Groaning - Bleeding Dying - for thee,
- The Crucified hung on the cursed tree!
- His accents of mercy fall soft on thine
- "Is there mercy for me? Will He heed
my weak prayer?"
- Oh God! in the stream that for sinners
- Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
- Come now, and let us reason together,
saith the Lord: though your sins be a scarlet, they shall be
as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall
be as wool. Isaiah 1:18
- If we confess our sins, he is faithful
and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
I John 1:9