Christmas Poem

To a girl of humble estate, a Son,
To the shepherd in the hills, the Pure Lamb
To a king and his power, a Challenge
To those driven by wonders, Morning Star
To the least of all towns, Emmanuel
To a nation lost, a Deliverer
To a people crying out, the Answer
To humanity in sin, Redeemer
To creation longing, a Just Savior

Today, as in every age, King of Kings
The Sun risen, with healing in its Wings


Paul said...

Thank you for the encouragement, hermano. It's only day five and I feel like there could be something really worthwhile to be learned at the end of all this.

And more FIFA.