In Bethlehem the time stands very still

stars in their courses gaze with wonder down

to see their Maker take a human crown

and all God’s loving promises fulfil.

The shepherds in the field are night-time cold

they shudder in the marrow of the bone

except for animals they are alone

until the angels come, and sky turns gold

To Bethlehem the shepherds quickly come

simple folk at home in simple barn

rough their kindness, never meaning harm

they worship, warmed by joy, no longer numb.

The Word eternal leapt from heav’n that night

to join God’s saving love to human plight.

Harold Macdonald

Lesson 4: John 2: 1-20