Announced by winged Angelic form, this Child who would be Man
Prophesied in ancient text His coming couched in metaphor
In Trinity exists His fate, as Sacrificial Lamb
To resurrect and overcome the darkness held inside for sure

Outwardly a boy who walked a grown man’s path and showed no fear
In human form appeared, to give some credence to his words
Taught in temple groups of wizened men, who gathered ‘round to hear
Lest interpretation missed, when parables of speech occurred

A voice of one in wilderness, cried out in heartfelt plea
Cleansed in waters running clear, that washed one’s sins away
When He who comes to show Himself, then all should bow on bended knee
My life and all I have is yours, for we were truly blessed that day

Believe in Me and thou shall live, in truth there is no other
In Spirit doth existence reign, come seek and you will find
Now Mother dear behold thy Son, my Son behold thy Mother
Kings bowed down unto this Child who is the Father of Mankind