He was never wanted, stopped at all cost, yet he the child was born, born for me and you, born for salvation, born for our liberation, born for our decoration, born for our victory.


THE CHILD YET BORN


It came like a trance, formed of the divine spirit, even his father could not understand his forming either his birth.

At first, traditions could have stopped his coming. Authorities with royalties did all to stop him.

He was never welcomed, not in any place, inn or even home.

But who can stop the unstoppable, one whose glory shines than the moon, whose stars reflects across the globe.

Everywhere rejected his arrival, the manger took him in, he was brought forth among straws

Who can stop one ordained from above, who obviously is above all.

Principalities’ tried, systems tried, rebellion tried, kingships tried, scholars tried, yet they could not stop him.

Plots were made to trap him, all he scales through.Tempted he was, winning he won.

He won the world from birth, his arrival our liberation.

His birth an everlasting life, a victory over all discomforts and guilt’s.

He was never wanted, stopped at all cost, yet he the child was born, born for me and you, born for salvation, born for our liberation, born for our decoration, born for our victory.