Oh sweet and wonderful baby Jesus
  Laying swaddled on a bed of manager hay
I see you there in the picture of old
  Yet I know that you are my redeemer.

That God would love us so much to send You
  And that You Jesus, willingly, came to us,
Quietly knowing someday you would die
  Just the thought of this sparks my soul alive.

Yes, die for me on the cross, a hard death,
  Die cruelly for me and my neighbors' sins
You, that tiny babe so cute and cuddly,
  God incarnate come to earth to save us.

Mary and Joseph attended in quiet awe,
  For first came the shepherds in kingly search,
Finding You, Jesus, they adored and praised, 
  As the angel sent by God bid them do.

Then came the wise man from a far distance,
  Gave honor and great gifts to King Jesus,
Could not Mary and Joseph not be struck
  Looking at each other and wondering.

I cannot leave this picture before I ponder
  Your great gift to us of Your life,
Oh thank You, for coming to redeem us
  Oh sweet and wonderful baby Jesus.

Poem by Frank E. Henrich October 18, 2011