Unto us a Child is born.

For unto us a child is born, unto us a Son is given...And He will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9.6

Today I'd like to share a beloved poem by Christina Rossetti with you…

Christmas Carol

In the bleak mid-winter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, In the bleak mid-winter Long ago.

Our God, Heaven cannot hold him, Nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away When he comes to reign. 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 And 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. But only his mother in her maiden bliss Worshipped the Beloved with a kiss.

What can I give him, Poor as I am? If 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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Moody Blues' version on YouTube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWYK04TRgsI

Sarah McLachlan has a great version of this classic as well.