Make Me Your Manger
Dear Baby Jesus,
When you were born, you had no crib,
No cozy sheets to sleep in.
The animals helped keep you warm,
And Joseph and Mary’s swaddling.
I was not there to see you smile,
Or touch your tiny feet;
So now I seek your loving Heart
In everyone I meet.
This Advent candle shines your light,
Your brightness, everywhere.
I am a child, just like you were—
Please hear my Advent prayer:
I would like to be your crib;
Rest in me, Lord, I pray.
Make me your manger. I'll cradle you.
I'll hold you every day.