Pendragon
12-22-2007, 11:00 AM
Christmas Story
In the evening a star
Showed where they were
Baby in the straw
Savior of the world
Angels told Shepherds
In fields where they lay
“Come see a miracle
in a manager of hay.”
In lands from Bethlehem,
Wise men saw the star,
For two years they traveled
To this country afar.
Herod the King
And His Priest showed them where,
They came to the house,
And saw the young child there.
Gifts they had for Him:
Gold for a King on high;
Frankincense to honor Him;
Myrrh his death to signify.
Then Herod seeking for his blood,
To Egypt he had fled.
And Herod slew the innocent ones
From age of two, Screams of Rahab…
But when His enemy had passed away,
He returned to His country.
Afraid to return to Bethlehem
He became the Nazarene…
Pendragon
© 12/22/02
In the evening a star
Showed where they were
Baby in the straw
Savior of the world
Angels told Shepherds
In fields where they lay
“Come see a miracle
in a manager of hay.”
In lands from Bethlehem,
Wise men saw the star,
For two years they traveled
To this country afar.
Herod the King
And His Priest showed them where,
They came to the house,
And saw the young child there.
Gifts they had for Him:
Gold for a King on high;
Frankincense to honor Him;
Myrrh his death to signify.
Then Herod seeking for his blood,
To Egypt he had fled.
And Herod slew the innocent ones
From age of two, Screams of Rahab…
But when His enemy had passed away,
He returned to His country.
Afraid to return to Bethlehem
He became the Nazarene…
Pendragon
© 12/22/02