Christmas Carol
Here's something I wrote back when Vikinglord was about 2 months old:
He sleeps so still,
This Child, this Night,
Beneath a starlit veil of sky.
The mother sheds her hears of joy;
The father loves his newborn boy.
While high above shines that one star,
Guiding those who travel far
To see the One who sleeps so still.
He sleeps so still,
This Child, this Night,
As shepherds watching hear the cry:
"Behold! To you a child is born!
You shall find him in the morn
Wrapped in cloths in manger mean.
Go now shepherds to the scene
And worship Him who sleeps so still."
He sleeps so still,
This Child, this Night,
As wise men keep their vigil nigh.
They saw the star in far off lands
And followed it in caravans
With gifts of gold, incense and myrrh.
Such princely treasures to confer
Upon a babe who sleeps so still!
He sleeps so still,
This Child, this Night,
Who for mankind one day will die.
What child is this who trembles not
At this - a dark and frightful thought?
Whose face in sleeping peacefulness
Begs for a mother's gentle kiss?
The Christ!, 'tis He who sleeps so still!
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