We lay down, unworthy,

With the beasts in the fields,

In humble adoration we wait -

For he who comes lowly,

Perfection of Creation,

Holy Child we welcome you.

Calm seas lap the shores

In welcome.

Soft winds in the branches

Whisper welcome.

Whilst stars in the clear night

Look down on Bethlehem.

Streams babble and chatter

As birds fill the skies,

Waiting for the Herald Star

To point to where the Christchild lies -

Word made flesh to live among us,

Nature’s Lord and Holy Sacrifice.

Low man and high Angels

Join in celebration song,

The time has now arrived -

The child of hope is born

And this Holy gift from God

Declares, triumphant, a new dawn.

Meekness and Majesty,

Manchild and Deity

Be above and below us now,

Behind and before us now,

Both right and left guiding us,

Lighting, bright, the way for us.

Holy Child we welcome you.

Lord of Lords we worship you.

King of Kings we give thanks to you.

© LitterAli 22nd Dec 1998