Deep in the heart of a shallow cave, The very author of life was born. Beginning his journey to the grave, The small child did not cry or mourn. How can this great marvel be That the invisible Lord of all, Is one whom all can now see, In that babe so small? Behold the seed of death in birth, The seed of salvation amongst sin, and the seed of heaven found on earth. In that child, God is found... Read more














