Wednesday, December 26, 2018

More

      More

More than the baby
Laid in the manger,
He grew up
And we cannot
Keep Him there.

More than the teacher
Or the healer
Of the sick,
He moved on,
And we cannot
Find Him there.

More than anything
We can think of;
Lord and Savour
Of the world,
Loving all people,
Look and find Him
Everywhere.

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