The Infant King
VII - St Luke ii
- Like coal in light, the sky so bright
Our sheep froze fast in fear,
While thunderous sound boomed all around
So deep and yet so clear:
"Glory to God" the spirits said,
"Good news for all the earth"
Which seemed to be a prophesy
About a local birth. - Stirred with goodwill we ran downhill
To find the promised child
Laid in the straw, that infant poor
Just as the spirits told:
Bending the knee His majesty
Was never so well hid;
Face to the ground true peace we found
Just as the Spirits said.