xmlns:og='http://ogp.me/ns#'> On the Edge of Beautiful: Christmas Night

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Christmas Night

Speak the words
World is new
Flowers bloom, air is sweet
Walk the garden with me

Sly glance
Whispered words
A choice is made
The scales have tipped

A dark band encircles the Earth
Choking, pressing
Can't catch its breath
Deliver us!
Deliver me

Far above
A plan is made
Trumpets sound
He is coming

Dark night in a little town
She is tired
She is scared
She is full of hope

Sheep watch with sleepy eyes
Cows yawn
It is late
The room is quiet, the room is still
He is coming

A gasp of pain
A baby's first cry

Whitewashed walls
Fresh yellow straw
Through that quiet sleepy night
She delivers him
Prince of Peace
King of Kings
Deliver us!
Deliver me

The soft scent of clean new life
Mingles with sin and desperation
Ten little fingers
Ten little toes
Hope has been born tonight
Love sleeps on the straw tonight

O little one

He has delivered us

He has delivered me

He has come










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