On donkey's back, with child in womb,
The Virgin Mary came;
They travelled long to Bethlehem
And searched for room in vain!

That winter's days were freezing cold,
And dark were nights untold;
With advanced pregnancy she went
With Joseph to her hold!

The time for baby to be born
Was nearing fast with pain;
The poor Mary suffered the pangs,
As they winded each lane!

All that they got was a stable just,
As inn was occupied;
Nevertheless, they took it up,
As that was Heaven's Will!

And in the wee hours before morn,
Emmanuel was born!
In swaddled clothes, the baby lay
-The new-born King on hay!

And thus the love of God for man
Took man's form upon earth;
He was God's one begotten Son
-Savior of human race!

The boy was born as Scriptures said,
‘A Virgin would bear child! '
‘And crush the serpent's head to death,
Heaven would win o'er hell! '

The babe had brought both joy and peace,
And hope to sinners all;
He would carry a cross to death,
But rise third day, alive!

We thank you Christ for being born
In abject poverty;
We thank you for obeying God
For our Eternity!

‘Happy Birthday, Lord Jesus dear! '

Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-12-12

Dr John Celes

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