Neslted In Their Beds
11 23 08
Looking at the children all nestled in their beds
Visions of the Christ day dance in their heads.
All are excited about what’s to come
The presents, the decorations along with a holiday of fun
December 25th “THE BIRTHDAY OF THE HOLY ONE”!
There was Mary and Joseph and the 3 wisemen
The Inn Keeper and his wife who, the parents of
“The Special Child”
Did befriend.
There was gifts of Essence, of Frankincense and Myrrh
Silks and Satins, enough to share as they followed the star.
Then who to our wondering eyes was born
“THE CHRIST CHILD” to behold in a world that was solely torn
“THE LOVE CHILD-THE HOLY ONE- THE MESSIAH” is His name
Christ The Lord’s Only Begotten Son “Jesus”
None other to reframe.
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