The Virgin Birth
Walking on the water of the life before the birth of pain.
Seeking to become the savoir of a World become insane.
Coming to this planet not inside a golden spacecraft.
Coming to this planet from a place of quietness.
Using the life of Spirit to explain the life within.
Poetical remembrances of virgin birth await us soon.
Future is often just repeated past.
Only once is Grace afforded us.
Please dont let it lapse.
This Christmas remember Christmas Future
while enjoying Christmas past,
and Inn this Christmas Present
please say Jesus of the Virgin Birth.
When people cry for saving this one will,
The City Of The Nazerene is always on a hill.
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