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Mary Joseph and the Donkey
By Franklin Price
12/23/2105

Mary, Joseph and the donkey, on the way to Bethlehem.
Jesus not yet born, but he was still with them
Warm in Mary's stomach still swaddled in the womb.
Would be crowded in the city, hoped that they could get a room

Finally arriving, they were tired and needed rest.
They tried but found no lodging which put their patience to the test.
The innkeeper announced, to give a room he was not able
But they could have a place to rest in the corner of the stable

There was nothing else to do and no place else to stay
Quickly they must get inside, God was about to have his way
Although the conception holy, the birth came naturally
And there was baby Jesus for all the world to see

They wrapped him up, and moved the cows, and laid him in a manger
Angels watching down on them to keep them out of danger
Little did they know, wise men and kings were on the way
They heard it through the grapevine that Christ was born that day

Shepherds saw them passing by and joined the growing crowd
Arriving at the stable dropped to their knees and bowed
The star that brightly led them there still glowing in the sky
Shining on the king of kings who on the cross must die

For Christ was sent to save us, he was God's only son.
Was sent to live among us, to show he was the one.
If we believe this story's true, that Christ was heaven made
Our everlasting life is free our dues by Christ were paid.

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