The Birth of Jesus

‘Twas a holy starlit night
As the winged angels took flight
To proclaim the good tidings –
The arrival of the one true King.

To the shepherds in the fields,
They appeared in all their glory,
And told them not to be terrified
For they had brought news of joy.

They spoke of the Savior’s birth.
He who is the Messiah, the Lord.
And then, they revealed a sign –
In a manger, lay a little child.

A child, wrapped in bands of cloth
In the city of David, this day, was born.
He who was, Himself, the Light
He, whose words, would be the guide.

Then all the heavenly hosts sang,
“Glory to God in the highest heaven,
And on Earth, peace among
Those Whom He favors.”

With that, the angels went into the yonder.
Leaving the shepherds talking in wonder.
They, in turn, left for Bethlehem
To see what had been told to them.

So, it was that they all went in haste.
And found the Child that in a manger lay.
They saw the Parents – Mary and Joseph
And told them what the angels had said.

Everyone who heard them was amazed,
And the shepherds returned full of praise,
Singing of God’s glory as they had seen
All and as it had been told to them.

Mary, too, heard the shepherds,
And she treasured all their words,
And in Her heart, She pondered them.
They said that the Savior was Her Son.

And after eight days had passed,
The Little Boy was named Jesus –
A name that was given by the angel
Before He was conceived in the womb.

This is the story of the Messiah’s birth.
Not in a palace, but in a humble manger.
This is a testament of God’s love
Through Jesus, He brought hope for all.