Good Tidings
There comes the month of December,
When His birth people remember.
He was born in a manger,
He who was to be the world Changer.
Jesus was born in that glorious night,
So that the world can have true light.
To the shepherds announced the angel:
"Good Tidings! Here comes 'Immanuel!'"
For good and endless reasons,
Jesus is relevant in all seasons.
He was born to establish a kingdom,
In which man is given freedom.
Lasting joy His birth brings,
And for this the soul sings.
As when a bird lies down in its nest,
Jesus was born to give you rest.
Copyright © John Adelakun | Year Posted 2011
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