Below is a poem by a friend. He said it “came to him” this past Sunday and I could share it – I could be his publisher, so here it is!
The chill had come, The ground was white
with snow which fell throughout the night.
The twinkling stars in rhythm blend
With whispers from the winter wind
To hint at that which would come soon
To give great joy from virgin womb;
The Gift from God to mortal man,
The lowly birth of Great I AM.
The sheep and cattle onward look
As tale unfolds from Holy Book
And precious maid is used of God
As was foretold inside His word.
The earth knows not that they behold
A greater worth than much fine gold;
A gift to man of grandest worth,
Behold, today is given birth.
A child is born, a Son He gave;
Amazing Grace, He came to save.
The gift of life He bought through death;
Our hope was gone, He gave new breath.
So, in this time of stress and care
As we run here and scramble there,
Remember friend, to bend the knee
And thank Him, for He set us free!
By William F Powers
“Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord.” Luke 2:11
Have a blessed and merry Christmas, Dottie
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