The Christ Child
I stood on a corner in Jerusalem.
Begging for a crust of bread.
I was somewhere about eleven or twelve,
Or that was what someone had said.
I did this all my life I think,
For mother or father I had none you see,
But there in my grief as I was standing,
Two men were discussing a prophecy.
They heard of a profit who had proclaimed.
That a Savior would be born this day.
Then salvation to this world He'd bring,
And all our sins He would take away.
My sins were many so I had to find,
This Savior of which these men were speaking.
They said that the place was called Bethlehem,
And there I could find Whom I was seeking.
I traveled a many a mile that day,
But found no solace in my complaining,
For I was intent on finding our Savior Child,
So to Bethlehem I was determined on gaining.
I missed the birth of our Savior Child,
But His star was still shining bright.
The shepherds were already tending their sheep,
But the crowds were every where in sight.
I saw three men all decked in royal robes.
I asked them where they were going.
Their answer was quite strange to me,
For they said "to where the cattle are lowing".
They had gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh.
Their countenance was radiant and bright,
So I followed them as close as I could,
Never letting them out of my sight.
I came to a stable behind the inn,
And I was amazed to see them kneeling,
Beside a manger with a light so bright,
That it set my mind and heart a reeling.
I approached this seen with caution,
For little did I know.
That our Lord and Savior was still with in,
That my wonder and anxiety started to show.
I stood in the doorway afraid to go in,
When I heard a soft voice over the din.
The Mother of our Lord beckoned come,
For there is room for all who have sin.
I knelt beside the manger,
And my eyes did open wide,
For what I saw was Christ our Savior,
And none of my sins from Him could I hide.
Now thirty some years have passed away,
But none of my life have ever I changed.
A thief I was and a thief I'd be,
So I hung from a cross a little deranged.
There to my side hung a man so devout.
I knew it was the Christ Child without even a doubt.
I asked Him to remember me in His Kingdom above,
And my soul went to Heaven on the wings of a dove.
For He said unto me.
"THIS DAY YOU WILL BE WITH ME IN PARADISE"
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