burdened with blessing

Earth was waiting spent and restless,
With a mingled hope and fear;
And the faithful few were sighing,
Surely Lord the day is near;
The Desire of all the nations,
It is time He should appear.

In the sacred courts of Zion
Where the Lord had His abode
Where the money changers trafficked
And the sheep and oxen trod
And the world by earthly wisdom
Knew not either Lord or God.

Then the Spirit of the Highest
On a virgin meek came down
And He burdened her with blessing
And He pained her with renown
For she bare the Lord's Anointed
For His cross and for His crown.


Earth for Him had groaned and travailed
Since the ages first began
For in Him was hid the secret
That through all the ages ran
Son of Promise, Son of David
Son of God and Son of Man.

--by William Smith, author of Immortal, Invisible