The glory and the majesty, the mighty come to worship
The humble, the lowly, setting aside their work to come and find Him.
The son of God, born not in a palace but in the squalor of a stable
Emmanuel, God With Us
God With us, in the midst of us, at the centre of all this daily life
A baby no more, still at the centre of it all.
Tia
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