Immanuel

Immanuel

Written by: David DeRose

Sweat beads cascading down her exhausted face.

Excruciating pain met with sublime relief

When a mother’s screams were exchanged with a baby's cry

Holding Him close to the chest,

Sweetly gazing at His face.

Each rise and fall of his back make the pain worth it.

His warm little body comforting her.

Their eyes meet, with a twinkle and a tear.

They whisper, “It is a boy… and we will call him Jesus.”

That sweet moment when,

The new parents gave a first glance

On the One who would give us all a chance.

From ear to ear, faces swallowed by grins.

– Gleaming –

This Boy would heal the world from sins.

This glorious day,

This momentous moment,

In walked two, and out walked three.

Hosanna