<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420318" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Unto Us</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Borne forth from darkness into light</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A child is born this Christmas night </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Mother’s pain is turned to joy </div><div style="margin:10px 0">as she swaddles her little boy. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their habitation is the place </div><div style="margin:10px 0">where beasts of burden spend the night. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their bodies' heat the only warmth </div><div style="margin:10px 0">on this cold and bitter night. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This child shall be called many things: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A fraud, a Myth, the King of Kings. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Mary’s heart, a secret minds </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is the son of the Divine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This night is born to us a King: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A true judge of the soul’s gain and loss, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">whose wisdom will enflame men’s minds. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">whose arms embrace us from the cross. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">j.m.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420318" data-title="Unto Us de John F. McCullagh" data-description="Borne forth from darkness into light A child is born this Christmas night A Mother’s pain is turned to joy as she swaddles her little boy. Their habitation is the place where beasts of burden spend the night. Their bodies' heat the..."></div> </div> </div>

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