Nativity Part 5

Then it all happened in an instant The last push was pushed My hand was squeezed By a might I didn’t know she had. He came screaming past The chasms of fate Brandishing no scepter Wearing no crown. A boy child that Looked like any other, Except that I knew better Even the animals did. What a strange manner You chose from on high, That your strength and splendour Would come as one so weak. Many knees were bent that night And many heads were bowed, Later I heard that wise men came And shepherds who’d seen Angels singing in the hills. I heard that a heavenly light Had guided them here To give gifts To this most fragile king. I don’t quite remember For my head never left the ground My knees never straightened And all I could think was, He’s here! He’s finally here! The great Son Of the Great I Am! He who parted the Red Sea And protected our people With pillars of fire in the night Is finally here! I didn’t even think of Mary In an instant secondary, Not that I didn’t care That she would heal or not, Rather that hope itself Was in the room, So how could I despair? Upon seeing his face And slender form Wrapped up in cloth All fears and doubts Simply perished, And left in their place Only wonder Only praise Only adoration. This is Christmas This is joy In this precious little boy, Here is hope I see it plain That by this child Death may be slain.