(A Child at the Crib)-
It's very cold tonight, dear God,
I wish You had a coat
Of thickest fur
To keep You warm.
But, Jesus, you have her-
Your Mother dear-
To hold You tight
With her arms
This Christmas night.
(Mary to the Child)-
Tis you are cold, dear little one;
Your feet are wet with snow
And you have come a long, long way;
Jesus has told me so.
A coat of fur you wished for Him,
But greater will He do.
My Babe, the very Lamb of God,
Will give Himself to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a great poem of faith and devotion and endless mercy for the needy