Lunch, Please
6 days ago
24 December 2009
Why lies He in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
Nails, spear, shall pierce Him through;
The Cross be borne, for me, for you:
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh;
Come peasant, king, to own Him.
The King of Kings salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
Raise, raise, the song on high,
The Virgin sings her lullaby:
Joy, joy, for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!
-What Child is This?
Verses 2 & 3
Christ is born, friends!
Merry Christmas, indeed!
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3 comments:
cute picture!! Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas, friends! Love you muchly!
Merry Christmas to you and your beautiful little family :)
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