In a Feed Box, in a Stable

In a feed box

in a sta­ble

Jesus slept up­on the hay;

So

our God

you came among us

Bringing peace on earth that day.

Beautiful up­on the mount­ain!

Christ

you bring us God’s sha­lom;

May we share your love and jus­tice

In each land and town and home.

In a shel­ter

poor and home­less

Sleeps a child up­on her bed;

In a base­ment hides a fam­ily

Bombs ex­plod­ing ov­er­head.

Jesus

you knew want and hun­ger;

Your own fa­mi­ly fled the sword.

May we see you

may we hear you

In each one op­pressed or poor.

In the church

we seek your pre­sence;

Prince of Peace

you meet us here:

See! A per­son seek­ing shel­ter.

See! An­oth­er filled with fear.

See! A world where lives are brok­en;

Give us strength and help us care

Till our love for ev­ery neigh­bor

Fills each thought and act and pray­er.