God gave a child,
And in a manger lay the priceless gift of all eternity:
A sleeping babe, unheralded by rulers of the restless world except for three
Who saw the everlasting hope of men
In a humble crib, in Bethlehem.
God gave a star
And by its light displayed a path for wandering shepherd folk to see
A Saviour child, unknown to millions heedless of the destiny
Of a soundless infant in repose,
Lying in a stall, in swaddling clothes.
God gave a song;
And angel legions sang the haunting phrases of a melody
That never ends and lifted from a tiny town's obscurity
A boy child born in a mound of hay
To give a waiting world its Christmas Day.
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