Behold I Stand at The Door and Knock

On every breath
Behold I stand at the door and knock

When the floor is knee deep
In discarded wrapping paper
And the new books are open at page one
And the new toys are already broken
Behold I stand at the door and knock

When the family is squashed
Elbow to Elbow
Around the table
And furious rush for food is over
And the only word that can describe the feeling
Is full
Behold I stand at the door and knock

And when Christmas is over
And when the television silent
For the first time in two days
And who sent which card to whom
Is forgotten until next year
Behold I stand at the door and knock

And when the nation has finished celebrating
Christmas without Christ
A birthday without a birth
The coming of a Kingdom
Without a King
Forgotten
Despised
Rejected
Crucified

Behold I stand at the door and knock