Darkness. Silence. Despair. Sin. The climate of the world, when You entered in.
All seemed lost. Evil appeared to have won. But The Father’s divine plan had actually just begun.
In a small town a new baby lay. The Creator of Life, in a bed of hay.
Through human eyes, the event seemed ordinary. Through heavenly eyes, it was beyond extraordinary.
The Great I AM in human skin, the world would never be the same again.
God came in love, forgiveness and grace. In the form of a man, so we could behold His face.
He came to redeem, restore and reclaim, He came to save us by the power of His Name.
He was born as a baby in a lowly manger stall. To offer forgiveness and life to us all.
His life would to one precious moment lead, When our King, our Creator, would die on a tree.
He put on our flesh; He took on our sin, He was killed on a cross; yet He rose again.
We long for the day when again He appears, To reclaim what is His, to wipe all our tears.
Once again we find ourselves in, Darkness. Silence. Despair and Sin.
Lord Jesus we need You this very hour. Father, we pray for Your strength and Your power.
Come quickly, we long to see Your face. But as we tarry, fill us with grace.
Prepare Your people for Your glorious return, And fix our eyes on You this Christmas morn’.