Advent 2015

Carolers come, and let us sing

Of when He came in like a thief

To the camp of the enemy

In the dark of the moon, and year.

 

Past the sleeping watch of history

The guard-fires, fences and the dogs

As swift and silent as the snow

To our long-accustomed prison.

 

There to break the ancient chains

And then to lead us one by one

Beyond the ring of firelight

Into His Father’s holy dark.

 

And in the morning when they came

To kick us back to wakefulness

And lay our earned judgment on

They found there sentenced in our place

 

An infant, come red and wailing

To a world like a winter sea

They laughed, the drowning and the frost

Who saw their doom, and knew Him not.


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