In the City of David
A canopy of shimmers (with one King strong) Globed that night When the angel spoke tidings And the song of the flute Came to the field, When the knighthood of heaven Praised with the Godsong of wonder For the ushered child Of the manger, The Christ Child, Whose man hand would thrust The heart of humanity Against the Source of love, Whose death would fuse The gap of sin, Whose resurrection would shake The world with victory. — Jama Kehoe Bigger
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Alexandra Xubersnak · Taking time out
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