"And a sword will pierce through your own soul also, that the secret
and purposes of many hearts may be brought out and disclosed."
(Luke 2:35)
Image courtesy/John Hilton III
My Baby, my Burden
Tomorrow the morn
I shall go lighter
And You will be born.
I shall go lighter
But heavier too
For seeing the burden
That falls upon You.
The burden of love,
The burden of pain,
I'll see You bear both
Among men once again.
Tomorrow You'll bear it
Your burden alone,
Tonight You've no burden
That is not my own.
My Baby, my Burden,
Tomorrow the morn
I shall go lighter
And You will be born.
"Mary's Burden"
Eleanor Farjeon
(1881-1965)
English writer and poetess
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