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Alleluia, He Came

IF 'HE' HADN'T COME AND BORE HIS CROSS...I COULDN'T BARE MINE. AMEN.




Many concerns are on my plate

so many worries…tranquility escapes

I look to the right and to the left

but only find more troubling depth

In this vacant alley…I feel lost

like there is no end…just cost

Then, in a fragrant whisp, I’m reminded…

of a road, and barn…to which it winded

Light glows…from a heavenly candle

that slowly moves across…midnight’s mantle

My soul’s eye…follows its course

‘til it halts, beaming as a guiding source

From an ass…a tended virgin alights…

large with child…the hay a blessed site

A cry comes forth…awakening the world

for A Child is Born… a prophesied hurl

And as shepherds and magi rush to the scene

my shoulder’s yoke morphs…a peace…serene

The Joy of the Season which I had evaded

now enters my heart and I am elated

I hear a choir…of the heofon kind

announcing the Savior…of all mankind

Though my troubles are still yet the same…

hope, glistens horizon…Alleluia, Christ came!

 

Is 7:14, 9:6, Matt 11: 28-30, Lk 2:8-20

 

©jmsbell-12/05/22

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