Christmas comes not just once a year
To remember our Savior as a stranger
Born in a lowly manger
Today in the disguise of a stranger
Turned out of our house in our anger
He might be an old ironmonger
Watching our ways from yonder
He might be a vexed vendor
Hoping we’ll something render.
Expecting us to be tender
Or, as a lonely passenger.
Anxiously awaiting a consoler.
Unnoticed in our bower
May be an ordinary messenger
Mistaken by us for an outsider
In the look of a toddler
Eagerly awaiting our embrace.
Perhaps a man shivering of cold weather
Expecting us to provide some shelter
May be our own brother or sister
Never looked upon amidst our pother
May be our father or our mother
Whom we cared not to bother
My dear! Let us ponder.
If ever we saw the face of Wonder?
Heart’s door knocked by our reformer
Ready to make life more cheerer
Only if accepted as our redeemer
May be we have made a big blunder
Yet never too late to be a piano learner
Careful and cautious in our future encounters
There is much to be done for our neighbor
What did we? Created in the likeness of Wonder
For Christmas comes not just once a year
To remember our Savior as a stranger.
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