The Paradox Par Excellence
The Flight to Egypt
The Paradox ParExcellence Sleep, baby, do not weep, Sleep celestial Babe. Up above your head The tempests shall not dare to rage! A lullaby, adapted from Italian. But He is not born to sleep. The tempests raged. He never ‘moved’. How can He sleep in the reeky stable where the donkey brays, precursor of all the donkeys who will bray against Him to no avails? How can He sleep when the shuffling steps of Herod’s assassins draw near? How can He sleep upto that last night when He will agonize…
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