A son born to a mortal mother
And God as His father.
A hero over death and hell
Who washed the feet of his friends.
Able to control the seas
And heal the sightless.
Defeated devils
And blessed little children.
Walked on water
And obeyed the will of his Father.
Resisted temptation
And carried His cross.
A baby born in a stable.
A gift from our Father.
Not a myth.
Not a Greek God.
The Son of the Eternal God.
Who descended below all
To carry my grief
To wipe my tears
To succor my pain
To cleanse my sins
To hold me in His arms.
The son of a mortal mother
With God as His father
That all can live again with Him.