Set it down at the feet of Jesus,
Set it down beside the gold and myrrh,
But do not bring it to the Child King,
Unless you are absolutely sure.
For your gift will be opened there beside,
A crown of thorns that He will wear,
One day when He is older,
After they've plucked His face of hair.
Set it down beside the frankincense,
By the fire and coals of burning heat,
Next to the nails of iron they will use,
To pierce His hands and feet.
Set it down when you are ready,
Set it down when the price is not so dear,
Beside the whip they will use for lashes,
And a soldier's sharpened spear.
Set it down beside the manger,
Near the Baby in swaddling clothes,
Where donkeys bray,
And horses neigh,
As angels fight off demon foes.
But do not do it if you don't mean it,
If the pain is too much to bear,
But know this ...
That the reason Jesus came at all,
Is so that you can leave "it" there.
Sheila Willar - May 27, 2019
Genesis 50:17 KJV
. . . Forgive, I pray thee now, the trespass of thy brethren, and their sin; for they did unto thee evil: and now, we pray thee, forgive the trespass of the servants of the God of thy father. And Joseph wept when they spake unto him.
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