Lest We Forget

Let us never lose sight of Whose birthday we are celebrating, or why He came!

Why lies He in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear, for sinner here
The silent Word is pleading.
Nails, spear shall pierce Him through,
The cross be borne for me, for you;
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
The babe, the son of Mary!

“What Child is This?” verse 2–Lutheran Service Book #370

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