Young Woman From Nazareth - poem

Young woman from Nazareth dressed in murky blue 

Hands clasped o'er her babe which is due 

Those around with cruel whispers and jeers

She turns away to stay her tears

She prays "Father help me to be strong, 

For I know your plans can never be wrong."

They think she's a whore they call her a harlot

Insults that could make the cheek turn scarlet 

Falsehoods and accusations are discouraging

But truly though with child she be a virgin 

But she must endure the cruelty of man

She will do it because with Gods Grace she can 

Atop a shambling donkey she rides 

The creature toddles and rattles her sides 

Dear Joseph leads the beast as best he can 

Gently and carefully over the shifting sand 

She does her best to sit confidant and tall 

As they go to the city of David to answer Caesars call 

To the census that will count all that yet live 

She does not know yet the gift that will be give 

They arrive at Bethlehem at the Start of night 

In the humid dusk at the exit of light 

Unto the crowded inn they go 

But alas the keeper turns them away with a no 

Joseph begs him for the sake of the unborn child 

And for a moment the keepers eyes grow mild

Then with his blessing go to the stable damp and dark 

The stench of animals rank and stark 

And there the child is born The Son of God 

Who in the form of man on earth will trod 

Will give his life upon the tree 

Upon the hill at Calvary 

The babe Mary holds close to her chest 

As she and Joseph try and rest 

She beholds in awe the shepherds who come and bow 

The babe in the manger in estate low 

This promise of God now fulfilled 

The cost of sin now waived and stilled 

The word made flesh in her arms

The one who will calm the storms 

She thanks the Lord for her blessing 

For the darkness in its cessing 

Treasures up she all these things in her heart 

And faithful dost she remain until this life she depart 

Thank you young woman of Nazareth for being strong and faithful 

From a young woman two millennia later forever grateful