In You, O David's Town - Poem by Yehoshua Shim'onai
Hope, O Bethlehem town, is born in you
And nursed in your manger is the World's Light
The Sun of our tomorrow sleeps in you
And the Light of our hope shines on you!
Behold, on Mary's arms' our Morning Star
Laid in a stable's our tomorrow's sun
Held by the carpenter's the Hope our *Sar
And our days will shine with this 'Ternal Son!
Hands that Mary caresses shall heal sick
Fingers that she touches shall cleanse lepers
From the Mouth she feeds is light blind men seek
From His tongue shall be freedom for pris'ners!
Joy, O Bethlehem town, is born in you
And heaven's Gladness sleeps in your manger
Blessedness from the Lord came upon you
For with angels' praises born's the Savior!
See, with poor fam'ly's the Joy of heaven
And sleeps with them, fullness man's delight
Worshiped by shepherds' the gladness for men
And the Fullness for our hearts' born tonight!
And His little hands shall heal broken souls
His little fingers shall wipe all our tears
His little voice shall fill all our hearts' holes
And this Babe shall cast away all our fears!
Love, O Bethlehem town, is born in you
And God's Kindness among you is sleeping
The Grace of the Lord, tonight, is with you
In your manger's the Greatest Gift our King!
Look, among animals' Love the greatest
And humbly laid's the Mercy of heaven
In a stable's the Grace of the Highest
Rests with you is God's Compassion for men!
With His yet small arms, He shall hug sinners
His yet small hands shall welcome the hated
His delicate skin shall touch with the lepers
His yet closed eyes shall care for detested!
Peace, O Bethlehem town, is born in you
Upon you lies the Reconciliation
The Forgiveness for men tonight's with you
Among you nursed's our sin's propitiation!
See in the manger is the Prince of Peace
Born from a humble home's the Forgiveness
Comfort for our guilt from iniquities
Is Christ the Son who is born of meekness!
That body which is cuddled tenderly
Shall be bruised that we might be accepted
Those hands that are caressed so lovingly
Be pierced that with God, we'll be united!
What great things, O David's town, is in you!
How great is He that is in your manger!
So wonderful is the joy that's with you!
Much gladness is for you from the Maker!
For this Child the Christ's the Hope for hopeless
This Baby Jesus' the Joy for broken
This child of Mary's the Love for loveless
And this Son of God's the Grace for fallen!
*Hebrew word for prince/ruler
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