THE BABY JESUS
There lived a maiden fair,
A maiden fair was she;
So full of grace in God's sight,
In God's sight stood she.
This grace filled maiden,
So named Mary she;
Was hailed by an angel
So named Gabriel, he.
A woman chosen,
A woman blessed;
Such was dubbed our Mary,
Hailed by the angel she.
The Son of God the Father,
That son was given she;
To bear in her maiden's womb,
That he a baby might be.
This news startled our Mary,
For no man knew she;
Yet, this grace filled maiden,
Replied so shall it be.
Then God spoke to Joseph,
A dream was given he;
Of the fair maiden Mary,
A father to that baby be.
I knew not that virgin woman,
The amazed Joseph he;
Pleaded to the heavens above,
For this so puzzled he.
He took then the maiden,
As betrothed then was he;
And on a little donkey,
Journeyed he with she.
To Judea from Galilee,
That little donkey he;
Took the two betrothed,
For such his task would be.
When to Ephrata-Bethlehem
Where all inns were filled;
There in a stable's hay,
There was made to lay;
The maiden's miraculous baby;
Jesus, Immanuel he.
Gillena Cox 2012
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #87, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
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