Our Lord Who did the Ox command <br />To kneel to Judah's King, <br />He binds His frost upon the land <br />To ripen it for Spring -- <br />To ripen it for Spring, good sirs, <br />According to His Word. <br />Which well must be as ye can see -- <br />And who shall judge the Lord? <br /> <br />When we poor fenmen skate the ice <br />Or shiver on the wold, <br />We hear the cry of a single tree <br />That breaks her heart in the cold -- <br />That breaks her heart in the cold, good sirs, <br />And rendeth by the board. <br />Which well must be as ye can see -- <br />And who shall judge the Lord? <br /> <br />Her wood is crazed and little worth <br />Excepting as to burn, <br />That we may warm and make our mirth <br />Until the Spring return -- <br />Until the Spring return, good sirs, <br />When Christians walk abroad; <br />When well must be as ye can see -- <br />And who shall judge the Lord? <br /> <br />God bless the master of this house, <br />And all who sleep therein! <br />And guard the fens from pirate folk, <br />And keep us all from sin, <br />To walk in honesty, good sirs, <br />Of thought and deed ad word! <br />Which shall befriend our latter end.... <br />And who shall judge the Lord?<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-carol/
