Thursday, 19 December 2013

This Child Is Love


They kneel before him
The finest prize
Born in weakness
With living breath.

The Spirit reached out
Touched the tender cheek
Where sorrow meets hope
This child is love.

If only I understood
A little better
And believed you cared
Safe in your grace.


1 comment:

  1. that last stanza really pings....the questioning of ourselves a bit....

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