Churchnet December 2016 - Page 14

Swaddled

by Brian Kaylor

Away in a manger, no

Crying he makes. In swaddling

Clothes, the Christ babe sleeps in peace.

Stalkingly I watch as my

Son dreams in his crib. Swaddled

Tightly brings a silent night.

Hurt by this cold world with no

Comfort and joy, I find peace

Swaddled in my Father's love.

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