I wrote this poem in celebration of Christmas when the Word of God became flesh and was born among us.
Word in beginning, all things through him made;
Word was with God and was God, yet he weighed
Cost of redeeming lost man from the grave:
Word became flesh, so that man he could save.
God sent his angel called Gabriel down
To the young Mary in Nazareth town.
“Greetings,” said he, “highly favored you are!”
Mary she wondered at message from far.
Troubled was she, but he said “Do not fear,
You have found favor with God—he is near.
You will give birth to a son you will name
Jesus, and great will be he in acclaim.
Son of the Most High will he too be called;
Reign will he always on throne be installed.”
Spoke thus the angel to Mary; asked she,
“I am a virgin so how will this be?”
“God’s Holy Spirit will come you upon
So will the holy One born be God’s Son.”
Mary, God’s servant, said, “So let it be.”
Word emptied self and to womb entered he.
Mary sang, “Glory to Savior, my God
Who lifts the humble, but scatters abroad
Those who are proud, but his mercy extends
To all who fear him: to those he attends.”
Angel to Joseph in dream there appeared
Bearing a message from God he revered:
“Joseph, take Mary to be your new wife;
God’s Holy Spirit gave this child life.”
Mary, still virgin, gave birth in a stall.
Shepherds nearby heard an angel them call:
”Fear not for news of great joy I now say:
Christ who is Savior is born on this day!”
Heavenly host appeared praising God then:
“Glory to God and on earth peace to men!”
Shepherds to manger went; Jesus they saw—
Word become flesh, and the wise bowed in awe.
While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.~Luke 2:6-7