Sunday, December 23, 2018


In the dead of night
The stars shine so bright
Bringing forth the wonder
Of all the Heavens we're under
Afar in the eastern land
In the land of drought and sand
There slept an infant child
Sent for issues not reconciled
He was sent to be
The man who'd set us free
The one who'd die for our sin
So we could live in Him
Oh it is so glorious 
To, in Him, be victorious
To live my days for Him
Beginning my life again
So let this season ring
And all His children sing
So He may know our love
And smile from Heaven above

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