first sunday after Christmas

This is the dark side of the tale we tell,
The Christmas story, beautiful to hear–
Except for those who drew from David’s well,
Who lived in Bethlehem that fated year
When God’s Son came to earth. Lo, Rachel mourns
For all her children, killed by Herod’s sword,
A nation brought by pagan kings to scorn,
A bloody outcry risen to the Lord.
And down to Egypt, towards the land of sin
Emmanuel goes down, an Israel new–
A pagan king would slaughter once again
A son of David, son of Jacob who
Has borne our griefs and shame and sorrow, so
To death and slavery we shall never go.


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