Christ-Mass Fr.

On December 16, 2010, in Poem, by claretian

A chapel cave, its candle light

From stars that pierce the silent night;

An Infant Victim, born to die,

Revered by angels wafting nigh.


Humankind, in heedless glee

Regales in mindless revelry.

From the manger-altar where he lies

God views his earth with infant eyes.


Christ as Eucharist born again—

Emmanuel with us, now as then.

His love which crib and cross display

Enswathes our souls on Christmas Day.

John H. Hampsch, C.M.F.


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