Manger King
Swaddling royal
Time starting over
Rewinds its clock.
Life teething on
Manger meditation
Ponders a fresh earth
Unblemished by sin.
Choirs stranded at Eden’s gate
Now spiral in downpours of praise
Drinking in full cups of joy.
A fresh start everywhere
When every stem becomes a flower,
Every voice pierces the dark,
And God is cradled by everyone calling
Our Sovereign Monarch
On incarnational stealth
O Christ the King.
