Somehow, as I grow older the messages etched and penned
onto and into lovely Christmas cards grows dearer.
Human nature tries to be wise in its own eyes; beware
It is a masterpiece of lies that leads us to despair
Without the love and grace of God we cannot be made new
The creature by one’s self cannot the creature's curse undo
Though in his very nature God, Jesus did not esteem
His reputation above what the love of God did deem
But with will meek and lowly He the love of God did prove
And calls us to be holy imitators of His love
How harsh and hard and hopeless is the heart devoid of God
Where judgement is spite’s solace and intellect, darkness-flawed
How sweet the song that fills the tongue, no longer vengeance-cursed
Love possible for everyone because God loved us first
Aha, we altogether need God’s Christmas gift of grace
The affection Mercy decreed is for all human race
Forgiveness from the debt of sin, to all who will believe
And transformation from within only love can achieve
Human nature by one’s own self cannot be overcome
Only the love of God can help after we yield, undone
Above all else then pray that He would give us eyes to see
The price love was willing to pay to set doomed sinners free
Ah, what an everlasting love song fills the heart with praise
For He who forsook heaven’s throne earth’s wretched race to save
Jesus, Jesus, oh may we never cease to bring Him laud
His blood signed the sinner’s release, sealed by the love of God
© Janet Martin
Eph.5:1-2
Therefore be imitators of God as dear children.
an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweet-smelling aroma.
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