Epiphany
What Shall I Give Him, Poor As I Am?

Poem

        When the song of the angels is stilled,
        When the star in the sky is gone,
        When the kings and princes are home,
        When the shepherds are back with their flocks,
        The work of Christmas begins:

                    To find the lost,
                    To heal the broken,
                    To feed the hungry,
                    To release the prisoner,
                    To rebuild the nations,
                    To bring peace among brothers,
                    To make music in the heart.

from a Poem by Howard Thurman Submitted by Allan Lohaus

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CharliePowell

Thanks Allan, It is a beautiful poem by Howard Thurman. The message calls for prayer and action. Charlie

Ruth Smith

Thanks Normale and Alan for posting this. It says so much about who we are/want to be as a Community and Church.

Frd Garvin

What we want is the poem that has the first line which we think is what shall I give Him poor as I am, and the last line is: I shall give Him my heart. Can you help? Your poem is nice We may use it if you say it is O.K.

berlin

Gut!

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