A Catholic Hymn
From starry heav’n descending,
The King of worth untold
Was born in manger dwelling,
Amid the winter’s cold
Infant Savior, Child Divine!
Thy trembling, baby from I see.
O Blessed Lord of all!
How great the cost to Thee to show Thy love for me.
How great the cost to Thee to show Thy love for me.
For Thee, the world’s creator,
My God, so great, so good!
There was no warning shelter,
Nor wealth of robe, nor food.
Dearest Babe, how poor Thy state,
To lie among the sheep and kine.
O Thou, my Chosen One,
Whatever love is mine, shall more and more be Thine.
Whatever love is mine, shall more and more be Thine.
Thou weepest, Lord, full knowing
Of my ingratitude,
When love alone Thou gavest
And ever sought my good.
Holy Babe, my heart’s desire!
I’ve lived too long away from Thee.
I will no more Thee grieve;
For now my aim shall be to love and honor thee,
For now my aim shall be to love and honor Thee.
J. R. Newell
What will you do with Jesus? Will you set up your fine nativity, place the baby Jesus in sit back and watch His angelic face vaguely staring back at you?
What will you do with Jesus this year, will you put Him in a box gently wrapped in tissue paper on the highest shelf atop?
Take Jesus out of storage. Praise Him as the King of Kings! Pay homage at the manager and with the angels sing “Hallelujah! Hallelujah! He is Emanuel! God who dwelt among us Your worship He compels.
For who else can offer eternal life? Who can break the seven seals? Who can pay the sin offering for all mankind with blood shed sacrificially?
We’ve all a debt for sin we owe. The wages for sin is death. Jesus is the way, the truth, the life. There is no other way.
What will you do with Jesus the babe who in the manager lay? His salvation is with in your grasp the ransom has been paid.
Just believe on Him, that He is the Son of God and that He died upon the cross the lamb unblemished by one sin
For you He paid the price. He bought our wretched, sinful souls in exchange His righteousness.
Baby Jesus is not an ornament, an accessory to your manger scene. He is the promised Messiah. The Prophets told of Him. Isaiah said, “Unto us a Child is born,” seven hundred years before His name would be “Emmanuel” His kingdom without end.
God has had this plan for you a life He wants to give not the fading, temporal kind that rots with death and sin but life with Him eternal reigning with Him in His realm.
What will you do with Jesus this year? Will you take the life He gives or will you settle for dear Santa and his busy little elves?
May the love of Christ be poured out on your family this Christmas. May the God of all Creation reveal His glory to you that you might enjoy the comfort and security of knowing how much He loves and cares about every detail of your life. Merry Christmas!
Rooted and Grounded 