Our Christmas Gift

What does God want from us?   This poem offers us the answer. 050712_0043_0076_jshs

It echoes the one we find in Psalm 51.

What will we give Jesus this Christmas? Is it the gift He truly desires?



In the Bleak Mid-Winter

  Christina Rosetti


In the bleak mid-winter

Frosty wind made moan,

Earth stood hard as iron,

010309_1713_0135_n__swWater like a stone;

Snow had fallen, snow on snow,

Snow on snow,

In the bleak mid-winter,

Long ago.



Our God, heav’n cannot hold him

Nor earth sustain;

Heav’n and earth shall flee away

When he comes back to reign;040201_1942_2254_a__s

In the bleak mid-winter

A stable-place sufficed

The Lord God Almighty

Jesus Christ.


Enough for him, whom cherubim

Worship night and day,

A breastful of milk,

87740497And a mangerful of hay;

Enough for him, whom angels

Fall down before,

The ox and ass and camel

Which adore.


Angels and archangels

May have gathered there,

Cherubim and seraphim

Thronged the air;87550155

But only his mother

In her maiden bliss

Worshipped the Beloved

With a kiss.


What can I give him,

Poor as I am?

sun as a crossIf I were a shepherd

I would bring a lamb,

If I were a wise man

I would do my part;

Yet what I can I give him –

Give my heart.

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