by B. F. O’Connor The world once laid in quiet repose A star was shining bright The shepherds stood among their flocks protecting them through the night The town was quiet the streets were still as they sought a place to abide They found themselves turned away from the warmth of the hearth inside A manger was found on the outskirts of town it was the best that their silver could bring With straw for a bed she laid herself down giving birth to our savior and King lovingly the animals all gathered round their eyes locked upon where he lay a beautiful singing could be heard outside As angels announced a new day A feeding trough made for a fair crib as the wise men gathered around following a star bringing them here they knelt bowing down to the ground Mercy was found shining in his eyes absolute joy was found in his gaze The promised gift from the Father above A light to burn off our sin’s haze Copyright ©2022 B. F. O’Connor |
A Christmas Hymn
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