Now He's HereA Poem by Melinda McQueenNow He’s Here
Nestled in a bed of hay, The Christ Child lay. Mary, His blessed mother, Knew He was like no other.
A world doomed to die Was in need of a sacrifice. Holding her baby boy, Mary’s heart must have sung with joy…
Now He’s here… Now He’s here…
A void had filled the earth Before His blessed birth. Hearts in bondage, yet, His life had begun. So, Mary’s heart sung…
Now He’s here… Now He’s here…
I was locked in sin’s chains And hopelessness was my stay. But glory to God, I place my hand over my heart And I sing with a joyous start…
Now He’s here… Now He’s here… © 2015 Melinda McQueenReviews
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StatsAuthorMelinda McQueenTXAboutHello, I'm Melinda from Texas. I am a published author. I'm in a chair with Cerebral Palsy and writing is my outlet. I have found deep pleasure in writing poetry. Writing helps me express my emotion.. more..Writing
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