12.10.2008

here is the little door {by herbert howells}

here is the little door, lift up the latch, o lift!
we need not wander more but enter with our gift;
our gift of finest gold,
gold that was never bought nor sold;
myrrh to be strewn about His bed;
incense in clouds about His head;
all for the Child that stirs not in His sleep,
but holy slumber holds with ass and sheep.

bend low about His bed, for each He has a gift;
see how His eyes awake, lift up you hands, o lift!
for gold, He gives a keen-edged sword
{defend with it Thy little Lord!}
for incense, smoke of battle red,
myrrh for the honored happy dead;
gifts for His children, terrible and sweet,
touched by such tiny hands and oh such tiny feet.

{my only nativity scene—a small hand-carved ornament from israel.}

6 comments:

shilvia said...

i hope you're well by now georgia!!! how adorable are these wooden carvings...

Claire said...

have you been to israel g?

Georgia (AKA g-bug) said...

no, i have not, claire. but an ex-boyfriend from college went. he brought back the ornament for me.

i want to go very much some day.

Claire said...

you really should go!it is the experience of a life time. blessed, sacred and life changing in every respect. capernaum was my favourite city!

Georgia (AKA g-bug) said...

okay, Claire! you talked me into it.

i can't imagine how amazing it would be to see so many place i learned about as a child. hopefully some day!

Chris said...

This is really pretty. Very simple yet intricate too. I love it!