From crib a still small voice we hear,
Enlightens dark of night;
He comes to take away our fear
And lead us into light.
God speaks His Word, and light begins
To brighten all our hearts,
Gives us desire to make amends
And have a brand new start.
By Jesus’ crib His mother kneels,
With Joseph bowing low;
In Mary we see our hearts healed—
Through her His grace bestowed.
Now everyday can Christmas be
As we with angels sing;
In light of Word we now can see
Their Baby crowned as King.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 