Beyond the manger shines a star,
Its glory bright against the sky,
To soon be dimmed and blotted out;
A Baby had been born to die.
Deep buried in His motherβs heart,
There trembles fear of future loss.
The sword of grief would rend apart;
Beyond the manger is a cross.
He gave His life, His sinless life,
His precious blood, an offering;
He was the needed sacrifice,
That God and man together brings.
Above in dazzling glory bright,
Brighter than dawning ever shone,
In majesty to blind the sight;
Beyond the cross, there is a throne.
And round that throne, all dressed in white,
The blood-washed souls He died to save,
There bow the knee in humble praise,
For God so loved the world He gave.
5 Comments
Lori
What a tender heartfelt poem of that Grace! Thank you for sharing with us all! Love you and have a blessed Christmas!
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Naomi
Thank you, Mama! I’m glad you enjoyed it. I love you too!
Annabelle Parfitt
I love that!!!
Naomi
Aww, thank you!
Gloriana
Beautiful poem! π