Our Shepherd

A Christmas child, born onto us, so gentle and mild. Born to Mary and Joseph, in a manger filled of straw, this image God himself did draw. Born amongst angels, shepherds, and animals, to gift to us, miracles so impossible, so unfathomable. Born underneath the brightest star, but the light of his heart, would touch so many more by far. Born to be the savoir of all, this is his meaning, this is his call. To share his Fathers love, so we may be with him, and share in the glories of above. What he suffered, and what he felt, when in tears, and prayers, he knelt. (Yet) , when they rolled away that stone, he reassured us, we wouldn't ever be alone. Oh, the beauty of his soul, is beyond anything we, could ever know. (And all this) , just so he could hold us, and love us so! ..