Jesus,
Loves pure light
Shines from the heart of God
Into this Holy dark Night
Swaddled in cloth
Placed in a cradle of wood.
Jesus,
God with us
Blood,
Tears,
Rending of flesh
Sorrow poured out on a wood tree.
The light of the world,
Swaddled in darkness
For me; for me.
Jane Reeves
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