Christmas 2014
How long the
days before the Christ
When lamb
and bullock slain
And man
would fear to speak or write
Their
Father’s holy name
No sacrifice
could slake the guilt
Of man in
all his pride
No way to
gain forgiveness
Or stem the
evil tide.
All hope was
in a promise
At the fall
the Father said:
The
offspring of the woman
Would crush
the serpent’s head.
Then shoot
was sprung from Jesse’s stump
A scion
thrust from roots
And He the
Spirit of our God
Would guide
in all pursuits.
Wonder
Counsellor, Mighty God,
Eternal
Prince of Peace.
He came to
lead us from our sin
To life that
ere will cease.
That holy
night the Son of God
With no
place for a bed,
In a lowly
feeding trough
Would rest
his tiny head.
Prepare the
way. Make straight His path.
He comes to
set you free.
Through all
distractions of this time
Be sure the
Lord, you see.
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