That First Cry

That first cry that first breath that first struggle he left it all and was just like us He came, he breathed he was like us

Like you and me Tiny, helpless he Was held by sweet hands And rocked

by the world and it's joy It's sin Everything in and out of place

God with us Like us For us For you and me Divine humanity To the brim with Grace and truth and life

So let earth Receive her king And sing Into the broken places the desolate spaces with beauty And one born helpless

like you like me bound but free and fully ready to serve to love to be above The darkest night Shining bright The truest light

has come

*just a little Advent poem I had to get out....