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The King of Hearts

by James Cornelius

No stranger king was ever born than on that winter night,
To commoners away from home with livestock at their side.
The King of all creation had departed from the womb.
The world hardly noticed for it hadn't any room.

Born to seek the low and lost, He sought no earthly throne.
A stranger to the ones He loved, He walked the earth alone.
Born to set His "kingdom come" upon the hearts of men.
Born to seek the prodigals and bring them home again.

Strange enough, the ones he sought would kill Him on a tree.
Stranger still He knew and chose the cross to set them free.
The Savior to the world of men departed from the tomb.
Now one heart at a time He asks, "Have you any room?"

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