Tiny Savior, your perfect body even now contains

     the glory of the Father in the vessel of mankind.

Tiny hands that skillfully shaped the heavens and earth

     will one day be scarred as they shape the souls of men.

Tiny feet that have already stood and walked in the Garden

     will one day stand and walk to the cross.

Tiny heart filled even now with both the Father's love

     and the aching weight of our sin.

Tiny, fragile blue veins on your temple, already pulsing with

     the blood that will be payment for the huge debt we owe.

Tiny Savior, your perfect body even now contains

     the glory of the Father, in the vessel of mankind.

Poem by
SUSAN RICHMOND

Artwork by
ROONEY ONG JING REN - “Him, Tedd.” Charcoal and pencil on paper.
www.rooneyojr.com