Hi baby bread O' life so sweet
My joy you lay on hay of wheat
Hi Mary uptight yet so coy
Your eyes soar high and heart so buoy

Hi man beside the baby dear
Why the' look with so much fear?
He's the light of all the lights
Sent on earth with Gods delight

Let the world sing Gloria
Sing his praise hallelujah
The king of kings born
The might of sin is torn

Lo, herdsmen I'm lords messenger
A good-news borne I'm due here
At Bethlehem in Judea
A King of kings' born
A king for Israel you own
Go, find him on a manger
Past fence and pens and cages
Beside the Inns' passages

Let me greet the three; you sages
Seeking Lord for some ages
Caspar, Melchior, Balthazar
Come follow the guiding star

Bring frankincense, myrrh and gold
To gift the glory of the lord
The journey moves on symphony
Will end with Lord's epiphany

The king of kings born
The might of sin is torn
Let’s sing his glory and praise
And set smiles on every face

Let the world sing Gloria
Sing his praise hallelujah
The king of kings born
The might of sin is torn

Oh! eyes that tilt towards the voice
They turn and roll to catch the toys
Oh! eyes the black two foal cuties
Attempt to jump to call beauties
The light the sounds the shadow patch
The shouts of laughter softer touch
Mother of three is still so free
To watch the babe's curious glee
Little Francis cling and hang
On George's hands to sing a song
The gentle breeze her sister Trees-
'a comes and plays a hide and seek.

Truth was planted in aged couples
It jumped and pulled the cord
Hail, lo! Here comes  the lord
I'm not worthy to hold his buckles

I'm of water he is of spirit
Both are with herds  among the jackals
Caught in wilderness fitted with shackles
I'm the old will he's to do merit

Head of truth gets severed and thrown
The will sprauts watered by spirit
Bread could prevail on dead woods credit
Yet truth gets crushed to win its own crown

Truth is the word of  God and his way
Word is life of God he gave away

Tears gushed
surpassing the cry
Fears gazed
causing it to dry
Warmth of the hearts
Froze in rubbles
Sobs of the breaths
Chocked in mumbles

The dancing rain
Of lovely screen
Lost its smiling
lively sheen
The wafting tasty
Kitchen smell
Paused in a fill of
debris hell

Temple lights
and canteen delights
Crumpled dark in
a flash of lights

Oh hand that fed
This lovely valley
Are we not value
In your tally?

The flowered hill
Was proud of itsef
My mired will
was fond of myself
The house I owned
The wife I found
Empires I built
On mental marsh
You kid and cast
Like spits in trash
Washed off all
in a playful haste
Buried all in a muddy paste

I didnt know the strokes
Of your brush
Could blow with such
a deadly crush

Oh I never knew
You could wipe
Out with such dark
force in one swipe

You counted the sheep
And found the lost
She set the lamp
Began to sweep
To seek the coin
She loved the most.

He sets the table
Feasts his return
Cooks the fat lamb
To feed his men

Your plays are cruel merciful
Dilly dally not with the poor
You send fears
and tears to we men
Then turn the sky
bright and hopeful
We settle with all our mettle
Soon steals in your dark fresh omen.

Your sums
are beyond our asumes
Your tallies
we miss totally
We presume
all in our resume
Yet your views
are beyond our purviews.

The ocean waves pave the way
For their snow-white kids to play
Up and down they wash the sands
Set the soft kids on the  banks

Spartan waves spring back sprightly
Hardened furls fling up brightly
Command its kids in rough voice
Stay back at shore to rejoice

The foam kids line up sulking
Parents persist on bulking
The uniform foams get toiled
The froth kids tend to be spoiled

I can fathom only a few yards Lord
Merely of your kindness and need more time
To look at all other virtues that God
You freely bestow from your lofty clime

I sigh and feel troubled aches at the core
Of my heart as I see the long spent years
Without knowing passing a playful tour
On earth I could have sought guidance of yours

Now the given time is almost spent Lord
Can I cover and catch up what I lost
Can you show me ways that I might afford?
Run-view and tower your treasures almost

For Lord I know you love my everything
Even when I failed you kept me breathing

Your light is bright
Upon black and white
Your fire of love
Generously glows
Deep, high or low
Liberally flows
To fill the hills
Golden daffodils
Foliar green
Countryside serene
Your light is bright
Upon black and white

Lives you design
Uniquely assign
Projects unasked
Seal and sign unmasked
Foolproof approved
Make unique mark proved
Your light is bright
Upon black and white

The house you built
For the sake of  men
They had no guilt
To spoil this haven
Using freedom
Amuse in *****
Forget the fire
Creative desire
The fire of love
The light that's above
Source that forces  
Control men's courses.

Still your love kindles
Still your kindness fills

Your light is bright
Upon black and white
Your fire of love
Liberally flows