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    John Piper's Christmas Poem

    In this smelly place he lay,
    Smelly like the swine,
    Smelly like the rotting hay,
    Like your sin, and mine.
    Do you see how low he lay?
    Do you see how low?
    There is lower yet to go.
    Lower yet to go.

    He is lying where they eat,
    Lying where the swine—
    Lying like a piece of meat
    Where the hungry dine.
    Do you see the flow complete
    Do you see the flow?
    There is greater love to show
    Greater love to show.

    Such a happy toddler there,
    Happy like the birds,
    Happy like the morning air
    Filled with happy words.
    Does he see or know or care?
    Does he see or know:
    O, how deep will be his woe
    Deep will be his woe?

    Knowing God was born like this
    Knowing this is he,
    Knowing somehow this is bliss
    For the swine and me,
    Is this love's full glow and kiss?
    Is this love’s full glow?
    There are deeper things to know,
    Deeper things to know.

    Mary musing every year,
    Musing on her son,
    Musing with a rising fear
    Who will be the one:
    Who will strike the blow and spear?
    Who will strike the blow?
    Does she know that blood must flow?
    Know that blood must flow?

    Jesus hanging on the tree,
    Hanging like the meat,
    Hanging there for swine like me,
    Gives his flesh to eat.
    Here is Life brought low and free.
    Here is Life brought low.
    O, how vast the debt I owe
    Vast the debt I owe.

    Posted by John Samson on December 26, 2009 04:11 PM

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    A good poem about Christmas! Glorify Jesus!

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