on the earth (His created property)
a primitive stable was His place of birth
and no great palace waited on Him.
When on this earth He could be king,
when man was aware of His Godliness
from His works and deeds,
wanted to crown Him and others arrested Him
He had to suffer in pain and fear.
When the burden of sin was totally overwhelming
man did nail Him to a cross
where He did know no condemning words,
when in great love He fitted into the shoes of man.
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