I know not how you found me

In such unlikely place.

Mary laid You in my heart.

Cold, stone, manger of a heart.


Your beams began their warming,

My soul to penetrate.

Yes your beams sang forth their shine

Where marrow and bone entwine.


O’erflow a manger with life.

Of things cut down and slain.

Provender for lowly beast,

God Himself the blessed feast.


You work Your ways in secret,

Yet angels sing it ‘broad.

O manger, spill forth glory.

Spill forth this Christmas story.

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