The Windows of My Soul: The Manger (#111)

The Manger (#111)
© Brenda
December 16, 1975

Wooden and rough
With straw piled high
A bed for a child
Magi are nigh.

The light from the stars
Gently plays tag
With the stars in the eyes
Of Jesus, our King.

The angels pay homage
To the Holy Babe
As He smiles softly
From the crib where He lay.

Calling, calling, are angels
Everyone to the Manger.

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