Welcome To Our World

                            

Tears are falling, hearts are breaking,
How we need to hear from God
You've been promised, we've been waiting
Welcome Holy Child,
Welcome Holy Child.

Hope that You don't mind our manger
How I wish we would have known
But long-awaited Holy Stranger
Make Yourself at home,
Please make Yourself at home.

Bring Your peace into our violence
Bid our hungry souls be filled
World now breaking Heaven's silence
Welcome to our world,
Welcome to our world.

Fragile fingers sent to heal us,
Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart Whose blood will save us
Unto us is born,
Unto us is born.

So wrap our injured flesh around You,
Breathe our air and walk our sod.
Rob our sin and make us holy
Perfect Son of God,
Perfect Son of God.
Welcome to our world. 
 
This song has been haunting my brain for the last several weeks. It is one of five songs the Missionary Baptist Church choir will be performing at our Christmas celebration on Sunday, December 20. 

It seems I am a sucker for the simple lullaby, but these words are anything but plain. They are complex and full of deep meaning. This baby Jesus, so small and meek, became the Savior of the world, who died on the cross for the sins of all people.

This Christmas, I plan to spend some time contemplating God's unspeakable gift and Christ's ultimate sacrifice.

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Notable Quote:

Isaiah 9:6 (KJV) For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.
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