He slipped into the world so quietly
That only shepherds in their fields were told,
And just a handful knew who He would be:
The one Messiah prophets had foretold.
Oh, how the earth itself did want to shout,
“The Savior’s here! Just look! He’s in our midst!”
The animals and plants could have cried out,
“The Lord of Lords is born! He does exist!”
Creation, though it strained to cheer with joy,
Was held in an abeyance purposely,
For evil men would then try to destroy
As Herod did when wise men sought to see.
O earth, be quiet, do not shout and tell.
O universe, that time will come as well.
Cry out and shout, thou inhabitant of Zion:
for great is the Holy One of Israel in the midst of thee.
Isaiah 12:6 KJV
But the stars tell the story!
They do! But they do it quietly. When we see them tell the story we want to cry out and shout! Merry Christmas, my dear sister in Christ!
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