THE HOLY CHILD
This is a Christmas poem composed in the 1500s by the
Protestant Reformer, Martin Luther, entitled “The Holy Child.”
Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child,
Make thee a bed, soft, undefiled,
Within my heart, that it may be
A quiet chamber kept for Thee.
My heart for very joy doth leap,
My lips no more can silence keep,
I too must sing with joyful tongue,
That sweetest ancient cradle song,
Glory to God in highest heaven,
Who unto man His Son hath given
While angels sing with pious mirth.
A glad new year to all the earth.
Always remember: The Son of God became a man to enable
men to become the sons of God. My Jesus,
what a wonderful Savior, Redeemer and Deliverer you are!
Sisters and brothers, be
continually blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO
MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!
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