Monday, December 10, 2012

Our Christmas Song (edited re-post)




Hail the fruit of Mary’s womb
In joyous celebration
Hail the Victor of death’s tomb
And hope of every nation
For this is Jesus Christ, God’s Son
He gives to us our Christmas song

Hail, the hand that held the nails
So we may be forgiven
Hail, hail His love that never fails
Sealing our hope in Heaven
Come gather ‘round and bend your knee
Hail, hail the One who sets men free

Hail, the Seed of mystery
The God who put on flesh
To walk in Love’s humility
And suffer unto death
Lift up your heart and raise your voice
Mankind has reason to rejoice

Hail the King on Heaven’s throne
The Babe whom angels heralded
The Son who passed through Caesar’s stone
Where roman soldiers guarded
Hail Jesus Christ, God’s precious Son
He gives to all a Christmas song

© Janet Martin


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