No Room

Shadows are lengthening in Judea’s hills And olive branches quiver in a gentle breeze. A host of weary travelers, following Caesar’s writ Seeks out their fathers’ natal towns. Akin to these A carpenter of Nazareth and his expectant wife, Poor Galileans, searching Ephrath’s hills for Bethlehem. Of David’s line They are- line grown as slender as the hopes of godly men Who, after these long years still for a Saviour pine. At last they near the outskirts of the tiny town. Their steps,...