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Saturday, October 4, 2008
This Christmas Joy
In swaddling clothes to us arrive,
This Jesus Christ, our hopes revive!
In Mary’s arms, her little boy:
This tiny babe, death to destroy.
Was not in clouds, come down to reign
But from a girl in labor pain;
Not in a throne was he to lay
But in a manger full of hay.
Welcome to Him from us today,
This Christmas joy, in us to stay.
From foreign lands their homage paid:
“To Bethlehem”, the star did say.
Fall prostrate where did shepherds come;
Laid out their gifts a costly sum.
Then in a dream: from Herod’s gaze,
Another path to home was made.
A furious king proclaimed forthright
That innocents shall loose their life.
Though in a world with evil known,
This Christmas joy, Love has outshone.
Give glory to the Father’s Son:
Begotten of the Holy One.
Though ev’ry part is from the same,
The Word to us in flesh he came.
A preview of the coming years,
A final act to wipe all tears:
From nursling small to mature man,
Fulfillment of the Godhead’s plan.
All praise and laud and glorious pow’r,
This Christmas joy, ‘tis Jesse’s flow’r.
Gerald McClain
© 2005 Musique de McClain
8-19-05
This Jesus Christ, our hopes revive!
In Mary’s arms, her little boy:
This tiny babe, death to destroy.
Was not in clouds, come down to reign
But from a girl in labor pain;
Not in a throne was he to lay
But in a manger full of hay.
Welcome to Him from us today,
This Christmas joy, in us to stay.
From foreign lands their homage paid:
“To Bethlehem”, the star did say.
Fall prostrate where did shepherds come;
Laid out their gifts a costly sum.
Then in a dream: from Herod’s gaze,
Another path to home was made.
A furious king proclaimed forthright
That innocents shall loose their life.
Though in a world with evil known,
This Christmas joy, Love has outshone.
Give glory to the Father’s Son:
Begotten of the Holy One.
Though ev’ry part is from the same,
The Word to us in flesh he came.
A preview of the coming years,
A final act to wipe all tears:
From nursling small to mature man,
Fulfillment of the Godhead’s plan.
All praise and laud and glorious pow’r,
This Christmas joy, ‘tis Jesse’s flow’r.
Gerald McClain
© 2005 Musique de McClain
8-19-05
Christmas Day
Let joy come to you
And your loved ones too
On this happy morn
When the Christ was borne.
Let your voice be raised
In God’s glorious praise
‘Till the whole day is through!
Let hope fill the air.
Get up off your chair;
Dance with loved ones near,
Hear your fam’ly’s cheer!
When you’re tired out
Give a great big shout,
Then start the Christmas meal!
Children laugh and play
With toys right away.
Eggnog all around
Then we’re outward bound
To sing Christmas songs–
Seems like all night long–
Then Joe plays his guitar.
It’s no longer light:
We all say goodnight.
May the love we share
Be a simple prayer.
Jesus warm your heart
As we all depart
For the rest of the year.
Christmas dreams bring you near.
Gerald McClain
© 2006 Musique de McClain
And your loved ones too
On this happy morn
When the Christ was borne.
Let your voice be raised
In God’s glorious praise
‘Till the whole day is through!
Let hope fill the air.
Get up off your chair;
Dance with loved ones near,
Hear your fam’ly’s cheer!
When you’re tired out
Give a great big shout,
Then start the Christmas meal!
Children laugh and play
With toys right away.
Eggnog all around
Then we’re outward bound
To sing Christmas songs–
Seems like all night long–
Then Joe plays his guitar.
It’s no longer light:
We all say goodnight.
May the love we share
Be a simple prayer.
Jesus warm your heart
As we all depart
For the rest of the year.
Christmas dreams bring you near.
Gerald McClain
© 2006 Musique de McClain
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