Who Is This Child?
by
Josprel
(A Christmas Poem)
Who is this child in manger born?
On straw he lays his head,
Low beasts are his companions,
There is no pillow for his bed,
No crying does this newborn make,
Whose mother is so lowly,
Within his presence all who stand,
Sense that He is holy.
Who is this child in manger born?
Poor shepherds know he came,
God's angels tell about him,
That sin's power he shall tame,
He shall cleanse men from sin's red stain,
His death shall banish Satan's claim,
He is eternally the same,
He is forever pure.
Who is this child in manger born?
High Magi seek his bed,
From East they come to worship,
But in palace seek instead,
Of low abode where he does lay,
A cruel king seeks him to slay,
By dreams are Magi warned away,
The child's life is spared.
Who is this child in manger born?
Great prophets did foretell him,
To Earth he condescended,
As God's sacrifice for sin,
The time is full; deep darkness reigns,
His blood saves men whom sin has stained,
Great King of Kings he now is called,
Wondrous, Redeemer, Lord.
© Josprel (Joseph Perrello)
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