The winds arrive, sharp-edged with frost,
Carrying whispers of all we’ve lost.
Yet still, we gather where light abides,
Tracing joys where memory hides.
The manger waits beneath the sky,
Its humble wood holds heaven’s cry.
A Child is born, both meek and bold,
To mend the hearts that grow cold.
Here at the manger, shadow and light,
Joy interwoven with sorrow’s might.
A promise breathes where silence stirs:
“Fear not—for I have heard your cry.”
Words awaken, dormant long,
Noel and tidings weave their song.
Through flickering trees and spiced perfumes,
Old faces linger in quiet rooms.
Empty chairs hold stories near,
A laughter faint, a single tear.
Yet love persists where loss has tread,
Its echoes call where angels led.
Here at the manger, shadow and light,
Joy interwoven with sorrow’s might.
A promise breathes where silence stirs:
“Fear not—for I am sending my Child.”
O silverware that gleams with fire,
O fragile ornaments that inspire.
In every sparkle, a truth takes hold:
The story that’s not fully told.
For every shadow cast by light,
There burns a flame against the night.
And every sorrow, every tear,
Is met by love that lingers near.
Here at the manger, shadow and light,
Joy interwoven with sorrow’s might.
A promise breathes where silence stirs:
“Fear not—for the Child is here.”
Across the miles, through time and space,
The ties of love refuse to break.
Each prayer, each carol, each whispered word
Carries the weight of the Hope we’ve heard.
The Child has come, and so we sing,
For in His hands rest everything.
The hollow aches, the brightest cheer—
All held in grace, all gathered here.
Here at the manger, shadow and light,
Joy interwoven with sorrow’s might.
A promise breathes where silence stirs:
“Fear not—for I AM with you until the end of time.”
The bells resound with heaven’s cheer,
For Christ is born, and love draws near.
The angels sing, the nations rise,
A holy joy fills earth and skies.
O love that soars, O joy that stays,
We join the hymn of endless praise.
In manger low, our hearts proclaim:
The world redeemed by Jesus’ name.
Here at the manger, shadow and light,
Joy interwoven with sorrow’s might.
A promise breathes where silence stirs:
“Fear not—for the Child Jesus is Born.”
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