Mangy Manger

Just a mangy manger,
Trough made to feed.
In a mangy manger,
born, all I’ll ever need.

King of Glory, worthy,
of all pomp and majesty,
placed in a mangy manger
to simply set me free.

How do I get my head around it?
It’s meant for hearts to know.
I’m the mangy manger,
where His Spirit longs to grow.

Fluff up my mangy manger,
Full of filth I try to hide.
Lovely, gentle Jesus
Come take Your place inside.

Enjoy a Merry and meaningful Christmas!







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