There was a child born long ago
In time He grew to be a man
He had great qualities you know
He’d help in any way one can.
He never travelled very far
His life was poor and simple then
He rode a donkey not a car
He healed the sick and preached to men.
He turned the water into wine
And spoke to thousands by the sea
He hoped that they would stand in line
To follow Him and baptized be.
His death was truly quite a sight
The trial before the Sadducees,
When on that hill it turned to night
Fulfilling all the prophecies.
He did not live to be so old
He even spent some time in Hell
And to this day His story’s told
His name is called Immanuel !
Claire V. Bogdanos 