In humility He came to a land not the same, to a time set aflame by wars and strife, His life, His words would echo through time, His sacrifice of love would show the way all should live, His life given for mine for yours.
From a Kingdom He came to a lowly stable, to a wooden cross His blood stains still remain midst the shadows of time, from the open tomb His love displayed the richness of His gift, victorious He returned to Heaven above with intercession in His nail scarred hands.
His essence remains through the Spirit's presence, each day He awakens me with gentleness in His words, reminding me that I am His and He is mine, His blood bought gift of love at Calvary was His most blessed response to a world torn apart by sin and pain, in His coming He prepared the way for all who would believe to find that elusive peace foretold, in Christ alone. How shall we respond this Christmas?
Tsavah
From a Kingdom He came to a lowly stable, to a wooden cross His blood stains still remain midst the shadows of time, from the open tomb His love displayed the richness of His gift, victorious He returned to Heaven above with intercession in His nail scarred hands.
His essence remains through the Spirit's presence, each day He awakens me with gentleness in His words, reminding me that I am His and He is mine, His blood bought gift of love at Calvary was His most blessed response to a world torn apart by sin and pain, in His coming He prepared the way for all who would believe to find that elusive peace foretold, in Christ alone. How shall we respond this Christmas?
Tsavah