The Babe

The Babe

The Babe was born to an ordinary girl,

Who pondered things deep in her heart,

Trying her best to understand God’s plan,

And how she could fulfill her part.

The cold winter night welcomed the Babe,

And the wind softly whispered His name,

While the company of the heavenly host,

Proclaimed His great glory and fame,

For the Babe born in Bethlehem,

Is heaven and earth’s rightful Lord,

The King on a mission of mercy,

As the angels sang in accord.

For the Babe born of David’s line,

Brought grace and truth beyond measure,

The spotless, holy, Lamb of God 

Heaven’s priceless gift and treasure.

Luke 2:10-14 NKJV

[10] Then the angel said  to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. [11] For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. [12] And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.” [13] And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying: [14] “Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”