Grace and Peace to you.
In the deepening darkness we stand
with our candles lit,
singing of our sorrows and our hopes.
We don’t notice him among us,
with his candle.
We gather around the empty manger waiting
unaware of new life unfolding in us.
We don’t hear her voice
blending so well with ours.
In the cold we huddle for warmth.
How could we understand
how warm we are?
O come, O come, Emmanuel,
God with us,
we cry out
with your voice.
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