He was born of Angels

When God was smiling down
Proud of His own Flesh and Blood
The world's most Glorious Crown
 
There before His Mother
And all those that He loved
He gave to us His Breath of Life
As Father watched above
 
The sacrifice was given
With pain and such despair
The gift of life a treasure
The love beyond compare
 
So it shall be written
Forever shall be known
That Jesus left His Footprints here
And never cast a stone.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
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Copyright February 2005

 

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