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The Nativity


Among the oxen (like an ox I'm slow)

I see a glory in the stable grow

Which, with the ox's dullness might at length

Give me an ox's strength


Among the asses (stubborn I as they)

I see my Saviour where I looked for hay;

So may my beastlike folly learn at least

The patience of a beast.


Among the sheep (I like a sheep have strayed)

I watch the manger where my Lord is laid;

Oh that my baa-ing nature would win thence

Some woolly innocence!


-- C. S. Lewis



The Shepherd Speaks


Out of the midnight sky a great dawn broke,

And a voice singin flooded us with song,

In David's city was He born, it sang,

A Saviour, Christ the Lord. Then while I sat

Shivering with the thrill of that great cry,

A mighty choir a thousandfold more sweet

Suddenly sang, Glory to God, and Peace--

Peace on the earth; my heart, almost unnerved

By that swift loveliness, would hardly beat.

Speechless we waited till the accustomed night

Gave us no promise more of sweet surprise;

Then scrambling to our feet, without a word

We started through the fields to find the Child.


-- John Erskine



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