No so much in the glory of kings
but in the fear of motherhood,
Not so much in the announcement of court circulars
but on the breath of angels,
Not so much in the pages of Scripture
but on the streets of Clydebank,
Not so much in the doctrines of the church
but into the lives of the poor,
Not so much in a silent night
but in the strife of Palestine,
Not so much in the quiet of a stable
but into the clash of the world,
Christ will be born.
God will be one of us.
The Prince of Peace is on the way.
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