Meditation: I am a child of God.
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Here's the third excerpt from my book, Rosary Poetry: Poems on the life of Jesus Christ. Enjoy!
God gave us His only Son, all He had.
That we return His love, His only wish.
Trusting a baby to bring out our best,
He knew this poor child our lives would enrich.
Bethlehem's long journey over rough roads,
Worse in mid-winter this dangerous way.
Mary and Joseph with God's Providence,
Endured all with love for our sins to slay.
God imprisoned in the womb, slave to love,
With full reason, without means to express.
His eyes without vision, tongue without speech,
Hands without touching, unable to bless.
Stable for nursery, straw for cradle,
Rags for clothes and animal's breath for heat.
His light burned bright and the world knew Him not,
Except for shepherds and kings from the East.
A sight to behold, hearts overflowing,
Kings overcome, with holiness beguiled,
The first gentiles to receive the good news,
Presented their gifts to Mary's sweet child.
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1de Liguori, St. Alphonsus. The Incarnation, Birth and Infancy of Jesus Christ. Brooklyn, NY: Redemptorist Fathers, 1927. 215-269. Print.
Copyright © 2010 by John P. Gross. All rights reserved. Reproduction of this material must be done in its entirety with the copyright notice intact This book is not for sale, but is offered to the public free of charge for the glory of God, in deep appreciation for the mercy and grace of Our Lord Jesus Christ, and in honor of the Blessed Virgin Mary.
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