Ode to the Christ

On starry night an angel’s voice
Amidst the forlorn fields;
“Don’t weep my children, now rejoice
A Saviour soon shall rise.”

For all the lost and broken ones,
For widows and the lonely,
For rich and poor, and weary ones
His kindness for their worries.

A lamb in nature, robed in light
With armour mighty strong.
His blazing gaze gives men their sight,
To rise: their eagles’ flight.

In every place, at every time,
Does David’s root send seed.
Gives rest indeed to all mankind,
Through faith in Christ received.

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