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Majestic Child
The Angels guide you
~Winging in ~
Your day of birth approaches;
You came into our world, forlorn,
‘til your heavenly light was born.
The moment that you wingeth in,
The world in darkness, starts to spin
Anew ~ for it is Hope you bring ~
A lullaby the Angels sing
“The Child of light is born”.
A lowly manger for your bed
A crown of stars surrounds your head ~
Nestling Mary’s arms you rest;
~Divinely Pure ~
So heavenly blessed.
Hush a moment… hear him cry ~
And yet, his mother knows not why;
His span of years they will go by,
Then, cherubim wings
Will lift him high.
The vault of heaven is his to see;
The child Majestic
~It is He~
For ‘tis nearly Christmas morn.
The day this child was born.
©2005 LH Boutet
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