God’s gift was wrapped
without paper or bows
just swaddling clothes
and all His glory.
God’s gift unwrapped one
day would be
hung on a tree—
no decoration
just liberation
for those who believe.
But for now no danger
just peace in a manger.
Shepherds held rapt without
paper or bows
gazed at swaddling clothes
and all His glory.
They saw His tiny fingers
uncurl
Who once had hurled
stars into space.
He still lives
He still gives
God’s Christmas Presence.