Swing Open Wide The Stable Door
Come with me now and look down in awe
as into the manger we gaze
lost in wonder, love and praise.
God, a babe! How can this be?
The Immortal clothed in mortality.
Almighty God, the Son of Man!
The Infinite contracted to a span.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Totally awesome! Expresses the mystery behind it all.