A little babe, He cometh here Who ruleth all things far and near. O dear Lord Jesu, watch o'er me With sheltering care for ever, Nor let me ever heedless be Or from my thoughts Thee sever.

Whate'er befall Or fears appal, His love can know no waning. Menasce, pp.

The elites are literally saying: The Articles did not distinguish between rich and poor.