Swaddling clothed in blanketed hay... <br />In a manger, be, to save the day. <br /> <br />He was born, to save the soul of man... <br />He was born, to be good, as can. <br /> <br />Lone brightest, star... <br />Guided the travelers three, real far. <br /> <br />To pay homage, to a king, of kings... <br />Good news of his birth, was what the three, <br />would send, and one of the, gifts, that, they' d bring, <br />T'would be good news, lovingly free. <br /> <br />He'd grow to heal the sick and blind... <br />He'd preach the laws of God, and later, <br />he'd be whipped-in-kind. <br /> <br />He was put to a cross.. <br />Because, He was the one, true Boss. <br /> <br />He had risen, to the occasion... <br />To give man, from sin, a permanent vacation. <br /> <br />He is now seated, at the right hand of God's, own throne... <br />Through, His teachings, we are no longer, spiritually alone. <br /> <br />He will return to Earth, one day... <br />To end, the mortal man's, sinning way. <br /> <br />He will gather up, His children of God... <br />His Father, will go ahead, and give an approving nod. <br /> <br />There will be, no more sickness or sin... <br />For God, will, outnumber, and win, and win.<br /><br />Michael Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-crossing-had-he-gone/
