Many miles and dusty valleys
Tired donkey, tired wife
Many people but no refuge
Desperate husband, soon...new life!
Big dark city, small dank stable
Sounds of livestock, bright starlight
Bedding down in hay for horses
Frightened mother, strange still night
Pain is coursing, man is pacing
Time is birthing God’s own Son!
Red and wrinkled, baby Savior
Are you the Long Expected One?
Great rejoicing with the angels!
Great rejoicing in the field!
All at once, time races forward
Grace now present, Word fulfilled
Awestruck wonder, man is speechless
Grateful heart and weary soul
Gently kneeling low to greet him
Welcome baby, welcome Lord!
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