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To Bethlehem Cradled In The Virgin

Last updated on December 20, 2020

by Rod Minns

O Saviour
Cradled in the Virgin
Long road to Bethlehem
Joseph cloaked in mystery and peace
Awaiting the birth of salvation
When advent waiting
will be no more.

Threatening clouds of sin
Demons fleeing
Blind eyes gazing
Deaf ears listening
Lame legs sprinting
Mute voices singing
Kings and Queens kneeling
Centurions believing
Transgressions melting
The weary soothed
Widow’s tears dried
Tyranny exiled
Dark nights of despair
taking wings
Swords to ploughshares
Guns to harps
Deserts to lakes.

No more will
sounds of sorrow
fill the earth.
Death, His last enemy,

Isaiah’s words fulfilled:

“That day, it will be said:
See, this is our God
in whom we hoped for salvation;
(Is 25: 9)

Say to those who are of a fearful heart,
“Be strong, do not fear!
Here is your God.
He will come with vengeance,
with terrible recompense.
He will come and save you.”

Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened,
and the ears of the deaf unstopped;
then the lame shall leap like a deer,
and the tongue of the speechless sing for joy.
(Is 35: 4-6a)


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A retired Catholic teacher with a freelance writing stint, I love playing the best game on earth, hockey, or paddling kayaks on a river, lake, or ocean. My home is in the heart of Christ, held in the arms of His Mother who accompanies me when I receive the Eucharist. My seven kids range from 21 to 38 years old.