Humanity cried out
and He answered our blare...
on a cold winter's night
in a stable bare...
He came!
On this day of exaltations
as we laud His birth
He cries out to us
to do the same...here...on earth
He came!
Let us respond to Him
looking unto Jesus, Our King
who denied us nothing
but gave up everything...
He came!
Albeit, when partaking of festivities
and enjoying happiness
swallow..whatever...lament
and with each greeting do express...
He came!
Forget not, I pray...to weave
the Gift of His Peace and Love
...into a priceless tranquil lace
Thereby, with patience leave
a...pattern from above
so full...of His Mercy and Grace
And thus, ever hold...this treasure...
'twas on this day...yea!
This Wonderful Christmas Day!
He heard our call
and what is more...for all
He came!
Matt 1:18-25, Lk 1:26-38, 2:1-20, Is 7:14, 8:6
copyright; jmsbell-12/25/2015
On this day of exaltations
as we laud His birth
He cries out to us
...to do the same
What is the "same" we are called to do?
To weave of His peace and His grace, priceless.
Merry Christmas to you and your family.
Peace & blessings,
Lady Mary Ann
Love ya!
Jane
Your poem is like a Christmas Carol.
Ron
Sandie Angel