Five the number of Grace

One Tiny Babe
One tiny babe, one precious soul,
One love of fellow men.
One night, one birth, one virgin bride,
Brought home to Bethlehem.

Two people with a secret,
Impossible to keep.
Two angels came to visit them,
Although, one in his sleep.

Three wise men who knew the truth,
Of what was to unfold.
They crossed a mighty wilderness.
Their faith had made them bold.

Four shepherds heard a voice that night,
That moved them to the core.
A child was born in Bethlehem,
Who’d change the world forever more.

Five fingers on His tiny hand,
Reached out to save mankind.
The peace and love He held inside,
Would cure the sick and heal the blind.
 
Christian Poetry by Geoffrey