A Shepherd's Complaint
A Shepherd's
Complaint
Once Herod realized that he had been deceived by the
astrologers, he became furious. He ordered the massacre of all the boys
two years old and under in Bethlehem and its environs. Matt 2:16
"Joyful news!" the angel said.
"The Savior has
been born at last!"
But now with ashes
on my head,
I weep and keep a
mourner's fast.
Herod too had
heard the news;
Men from eastern
lands arrived.
They sought the
boy who'd rule the Jews,
But Herod had a
plan contrived:
"Go find him,
then report to me;
And I will also
give him praise."
Return, oh angel!
Come and see.
Listen to the
dirge we raise.
Weeping, wailing,
cries of grief!
The blood of
babies stains the ground.
Parents groan in
disbelief.
Where's the savior
to be found?
Tell me what you
came to bring,
Dreadful angel of
the Lord,
Tidings of a
newborn king,
Or babies murdered
by the sword?
If Mary's child
had been the One,
He'd usher in the
Savior's reign.
He'd claim to be
the Father's Son,
In spite of
Romeāin spite of pain!
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