Lord, I can not truly celebrate
Your holy day
until I’ve knelt prostrate
in humble shepherd style
to worship and adore.
Oh Lord, I can not truly celebrate
Your holy day
unless it makes me imitate
the wise men who returned another way –
for seeing You must alter my ways too.
Oh Lord, let me so truly celebrate
Your holy day
that I have Mary’s song
rejoicing in my heart,
that You are there beside me too
and I am in Your will.
by Doris Stensland in On The Back Step