Christmassy Poem

 Two thousand years ago,

This land lay shrouded in snow

And in the East a star

Guided men from afar.

In Israel a child was born

And soon a new day would dawn

This Child, this King who was born

Would wear a crown of thorns.

In Bethlehem David's town

Shepherds settled down

Watching over their flocks

Among the cold, grey rocks.

Then in the sky: an angel!

On this the first nowell

'Good tidings of great joy

For to you's been born a boy.

The shepherds hurried down

To search the streets of the town

The crying of a babe

Gave away where He was laid.

Many months later on

After that angel song

Wise men came from the East

Expecting a Royal feast.

King Herod was afraid:

'Where is the Baby laid?'

'In Bethlehem David's town,

Maybe we should go down!'

When the men found the Boy

They gave Him some strange toys-

Gold and incense and myrrh-

His Deity they did infer.

In a dream Joseph did see

They'd have to be refugees.

In Egypt they found a home

Til Herod lay dead as a stone.

The Child quickly grew up, 

With sinners He did sup, 

He raised the dead back to life,

But met with much jealous strife.

And so the rulers did plot

Crucifixion was His lot,

But on that cross as He died

'It is finished' He then cried.

And so our striving can cease

And be part of a Royal feast

Where Christ the Risen One

Can lead us to where He's gone.