Jesus Christ,
Light of the world,
Even though the world
Is torn.
In the broken seams
We see His skin,
Bread for the hungry
Water for the sin,
An open field for the
Imprisoned soul,
Shepherd of the wandering fold.
Infant Redeemer,
Bearer of Rest,
Mercy at Our Mother’s breast,
Jesus Christ,
Light of the world,
Even though the world
Is torn.
In our scars we meet His Grace
King of the misfits,
Lord of the hiding place.
Christmas morning,
The Welcoming Child was born,
Even though the world
Is torn.
Deana Vassar, 1st Day of Christmas, 2015
Light of the world,
Even though the world
Is torn.
In the broken seams
We see His skin,
Bread for the hungry
Water for the sin,
An open field for the
Imprisoned soul,
Shepherd of the wandering fold.
Infant Redeemer,
Bearer of Rest,
Mercy at Our Mother’s breast,
Jesus Christ,
Light of the world,
Even though the world
Is torn.
In our scars we meet His Grace
King of the misfits,
Lord of the hiding place.
Christmas morning,
The Welcoming Child was born,
Even though the world
Is torn.
Deana Vassar, 1st Day of Christmas, 2015