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It was a silent night, and Mary gently wrapped him in swaddling clothes

It was a silent night, and Mary gently wrapped him in swaddling clothes—this mother’s love was full of deep meaning.
“It wasn’t an ordinary blanket but a deliberate echo of prophetic symbolism.” “A sign!”
He was laid in a humble manger, in the stillness of that holy night.
The angel provided a sign
They would find the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger. A manger!Uncommon for a king but fitting for the Lamb of God.
Near Bethlehem, certain shepherds would spend their lives caring for the newborn lambs, raising them for sacrifice, wrapping them in swaddling cloth, and laying them to rest in the mangers, and soon shepherds would be on their way to find the ultimate Sacrifice, the purest Lamb that would take away the sins of the world. He would also be in a manger. (wooden or stone feeding trough)
Just as it was customary to wrap the lambs destined for sacrifice in swaddling cloths, each lamb, carefully swaddled, was shielded from harm, ensuring that no blemish could mar its purity. These lambs held a sacred status, their worthiness measured against the most stringent of criteria. Their unblemished forms were a prerequisite for their roles in the Temple’s divine rituals.
Those shepherds knew precisely where to look when the angel announced baby Jesus wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger—
For a manger with a newborn lamb would only be found in a place like Migdal Eder (מִגְדַּל־עֵדֶר) the word for “tower” (Migdal) and “flock” (Eder).
Migdal Eder (Tower of the Flock)
It is a significant biblical location near Bethlehem (the City of David) where shepherds watched flocks, especially those destined for Temple sacrifices, and where tradition links the angels’ announcement of Jesus’ birth to the shepherds.

In Micah 4:8, the prophet uses it as a symbol for the Daughter of Zion, linking the humble shepherds’ watchtower to future restoration and the Messiah’s arrival, connecting it to Bethlehem as the promised birthplace.
Yes the Son of God, Jesus, was born in Bethlehem, as prophesied by Micah 5:2, fulfilling the Old Testament prophecy that the Messiah would come from that small town, with angels announcing His birth as the Savior, Christ the Lord, to shepherds.
Bethlehem, a Hebrew name of the city, Bet Lechem, which means “House of Bread,”
Jesus. was born there and later called himself the “Bread of Life,” connecting the city’s physical birth place to Him being spiritual nourishment, the “Word became flesh” is John 1:14, which states: “And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth”
The symbolism of his swaddling was profound—a testament to his identity as the “Lamb of God.”
Just as those lambs were prepared for sacrifice, so too was he chosen, destined to offer the ultimate sacrifice for the salvation of humankind.
In Exodus 12:6, the Passover lamb had to be a male without blemish, foreshadowing Christ’s perfection.
1 Peter 1:19 Jesus as the “spotless Lamb.”
Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the Lamb of God sleeps, a promise of redemption for all who will believe.
For this child, born under the star of Bethlehem was no ordinary boy. He was the sinless one, destined to bear the weight of humanity’s transgressions.
O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior’s birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
‘Til He appeared, and the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees; O hear the Angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born
O night, O Holy night, O night divine!

