You have so many names
Child in a Manger...
Refugee child ... street child
You are outcast ... unwanted
Child in the Manger Who are you?
You once said:
"Whoever receives one of these little ones
in Your Name Receives You..."
You want to live in our homes
You want to open our eyes
You want to enlarge our hearts
You are no longer the Child in the Manger
You are a child without a home
You cry with hunger while scavenging
the garbage cast from the rich man’s table
You are tortured, you are whipped
You are forced to satisfy adults' desires
And yet you are the Love come from Heaven
You still give hope to the world
If we let you live in our homes
If we let you open our eyes
If we let you enlarge our hearts