But in Jerusalem
there was a man
Who waited for the
King with open arms;
He was alert
because within his heart
He kept the secret
- Messiah came at last!
Oh with what warmth
he held Him in his grasp
While from his soul
experience forged a psalm:
He saw the light
for us who are afar
And envyless was
full of jubilance;
He saw the glory
this Infant would impart
To Israel though it
be recalcitrant;
He was content that
day should be his last
If, by the Spirit,
he was Christ's celebrant.
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