Joseph gazed down on the hay
Where Mary and the baby lay
His heart was filled with tenderness
As he stood guard over their rest
He was not ashamed as he felt his tears
As he pondered events of this last year
How he’d been so angry that he’d raved
When Mary had told him of the babe
She thought that she had been untrue
And though he loved her, Joseph knew
He could not take her as his wife
And live a lie for his whole life
He was troubled as he went to bed
His life felt empty, and his heart felt dead
“How could she do this thing to me”
And tell that story, and expect me to believe
As he tossed and turned and moaned and cried
His room was suddenly filled with light
An angel seemed to fill the room
His very presence chased out the gloom
“Who are you? What do you want from me?”
“I’m here to give you eye’s that see.
Do not fear to take your bride.
She told the truth, she did not lie”
Mary is Gods chosen one
The babe she carries is Gods son
But Joseph you were chosen to
To raise him up like one of you
He needs to learn the ways of men
To help the Father in his plan
He’ll receive help from up above
To teach the world of Gods love
You will be guided through the years
And blessed by god, so dry your tears
You are to raise the chosen one
As if He were you very own son. |
Submission Name: And Joseph Thought
