From the Sanctuary of Eternity
He came.
From hallowed halls of holy heights
He came.
Through Andromeda, Pices and Orion,
Through Sun and Moon this Scion
Of Omnipotence came.

Only shepherds were told.
In the night wintry and cold,
They nestled their flocks
As the embers glowed
And angels knocked
At the hearts of children,
He came.

To a stable small,
To hay and smells
Of animal tells,
He came.

To a virgin, to a man,
To all men He came.

What shall we then do?
How then, shall we answer?

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Copyright: Paul D. Morris, 1996