|Every child might redeem your soul,
Put your sins to right, unclasp your heart,
Invade your fantasies and make them whole,
Prepare you to perform your destined part.
Here is your Bethlehem, where from afar,
Alight with faith and love you've made your way.
Nor would you be a king but for that star
You knew would lead to where your purpose lay.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon