My heart is a stable, all lowly with animals.
My heart is a manger, all bedded with hay.
My heart is a wrapping, a mantle of swaddling bands.
My heart is a cradle where my Lord Jesus lay.
My heart kneels before him, my Jesus in a manger.
My heart pleads forgiveness for so mean a bed.
My heart offers incense and gold to this kingly child.
My heart lays these gifts at his feet and his head.
My heart is a stable he takes for his mansion.
My heart is a manger he takes for his throne.
My heart is a wrapping of thanks for his loveliness.
My heart is that cradle he takes for his home.
© Rev’d. Sr. Sandra Sears CSBC
21 December 2017
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