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a poem for Christmas Eve

Welcome little One

Lying there on manger bed of straw

Nursing peacefully on virgin mother’s milk.

Warrior, enmity-maker, serpent’s head crusher,

It’s your natal night, and we bid you welcome.

Welcome little Promised One

Virgin offspring, unspotted by Adam’s primal sin

Death-destroyer, darkness conquerer

Your only weapon is your weakness,

Your victor sign - a cross.

Welcome Sin-bearer,

Unashamed in Adam’s nakedness

Swaddled in our embarrassment at trading fellowship with You

For a Lie that said we could be like You .

Yet you are not ashamed to be like us.

Who would have known to look at You,

So weak and helpless

That You are the ancient Promise?

Humanity’s Head and God’s image restored -

Mystery hidden, at last we see You.

Who would have known to look at You,

All helpless at your birth

That You are Light and Life

Holding the cosmos in hands

Soon to be pierced for our transgressions?

Welcome holy Infinite

Creator of the Universe, Lord of all

Who left the brightness of heavenly splendor

To make your dwelling place among us

And walk again with us in the cool of the day.

Welcome tender Lamb

Unblemished by our prideful arrogance,

Passover - by whose sprinkled blood we walk in freedom

Holocaust - sin-sacrifice for the world

Heel bruised for our healing.

Welcome little Savior,

The darkness trembles at your Name,

Devils shudder at the sound of your infant cooing,

While we wonder at such wondrous love,

That made you be one of us.

©2004, William M Cwirla