By M. E. Mullin
Baby Jesus, small and soft
born that star-filled night
for ages prophets had foretold
Light to pierce the night
Your heavenly home You left behind
eternal things put aside
to enter human time and space
the Father as your guide.
Why would You,
Almighty King
Lord of all the Lords
come down to earth to be with us
the outcasts and the poor
O Jesus, help me see the truth
Your life was not in vain
Your coming was to meet my need
Yours a blood sacrifice
For the living, it was needful
without blemish You were found
yet dying was the pinnacle
my sin stain it removed
The cross it is the centerpiece
instrument of pain
see where blood was flowing down
the lamb on it was slain
In dying You gave your life for me
propitiatory substitute
in rising You opened eternity
the accuser rendered mute
A baby born to humble means
lain in a manger bare
is only part the story told
look further if you dare
the only true and living God
the one they call “I AM”
He kept His promise in the child
He sent His Son, the Lamb
May God bless you this Christmas with a vision of Easter.
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