Oh see in the stable

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 Oh see, in the stable, where poor animals stay..

Our Creator and Redeemer on a rough bed of hay..

A child, so helpless; but, what power is His

Our God has been pleased to appear such as this...

We see  His dear mother, Maria, by name

Recalling the moments when Gabriel came..

How gently she lifts Him and whispers with love:

"My dear little child..Your Father's Above"

St Joseph's nearby and nods with consent

For He knows Mary's virginity had never been spent

Together, they lived under a virginal vow

Increasing the mystery before us right now

Poor, simple shepherds  are first to adore

Before the Babe they prostrate: His blessings implore

Unlettered and unskilled in the rhetoric of Law

Their hearts were instructed by all that they saw

Finally, three wise men, from distant lands ..far

Approach the New King foretold by a star

Myrrh, Frankincense, Gold: gits that they bring

Are offerings befitting the presence of One Special King

The story goes on ..for we recall it..each year

But what message does it hold..for each of us here?

Humility ..simplicity..or is it one of love

For each it will vary ..as willed from above...

(C) joy pachowicz