Oh, Come, Ye Unfaithful | A Poem

Oh, come, ye unfaithful
Broken and polluted!
Oh, come ye, oh, come ye,
To Bethlehem!
Come and behold him,
Born the friend of sinners:
Oh come let us adore him,
Oh come let us adore him,
Oh come let us adore him,
Christ the Lord!

You can find more poems and writings from Chad Bird in his book The Infant Priest.