O Lord,
my arms raise in praise
at the sight I see
a man child,
the Holy One
who has come to set Israel free.
Out of my mouth comes
wonder, laughter
a well of words.
As I proclaim to all ears:
the Christ child has been born.
For the years of sacrifice
in this temple I’ve made
Nights and days of prayer,
You, O Lord, have
given me this reward.
Now, as my old feet jump up
and my new tears fall down,
my heart races forward
in a rhythm that
beats with this Holy Baby.
It’s a heavenly tune
it’s true bliss
For all of this,
I praise you Lord.
(A praise poem based on Luke 2:36-38)
