In a Manger lay
the savior of the world
who came to die
so we would live
in a manger lay
the hope of all creation
the lord of every nation
in that manger lay
our servant king
who would feed the hungry
cure the lame, the blind
in a stable bed
he rested his weary head
and we are safer yet
because of all he said
The hope of all the ages
was watched by animal gazes
in that little manger
December 14, 2006 22:04
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