See the manger,
Where the baby lay
Born to us,
On Christmas Day
See the cross,
Where hangs the man
Now to die,
To fulfill God’s plan
The cross and the manger,
They both tell the story
Why Christ came to us,
From Heaven’s glory
When we worship the Babe,
In the manger lay
Let us not forget the cross,
Where He’ll die one day
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Very well put, Mary! I have often thought during Christmas time- Why are we so joyous on his birthday, only to have Him hang on the cross later in His life? It is sad. But, He knew it had to be done. Excellent poem, Mary! This is a ten. God bless! !