This God in the man-child;
This grand paradox.
This calm, if unworldly
Smiled light doted on.
Heard lisped: ' Take this meekness
For your salvation'.
This beat, broken life-form;
This great sacrifice;
This Love bled out, defeats
All outcomes to grasp.
'This offering, pure lamb's
Hearts, again enclasp'.
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