Tag: salvation

The Glory of the Lord

The glory of the Lord is seen
In Jesus risen from the dead,
Salvation for what’s always been
His good creation to Him wed.

For spotless was creation made—
A Bride for Father through His Son—
Without our sin to cast a shade
On what Our Father had begun.

But we surrendered to the lie
Of him who had before rebelled,
Then for our sin we all must die
For cast on world was Devil’s spell.

But Devil through us can’t destroy
The goodness in creation made,
And Son comes in us to employ
Our flesh to vanquish sinful shade.

He dies and rises from the grave
In fleshly Body glorified
And with Him all creation raise
As through His death our sin has died.

Now Jesus’ glory will be seen
In all surrender to His will,
And glory’s good that’s always been
Our sin and Devil cannot kill. 

God’s Three

A husband and his wife await
     The birth of God’s own Son
Who comes to us through heaven’s gate:
     Those three are also one.

Our human family now remade
     In Holy Family three–
Brings light in dark to Eden’s shade
     To make us all sin free.

Of One above their likeness here
     Shows three they also are.
By them in Baby they draw near;
     We’re guided by a Star. 

God’s Three to stable summon us
     As two now three become;
Their Baby is the One we trust
     To take us safely home.

We join with Angels, Shepherds, Wise
     To sing our human praise;
We’ll once again see heaven’s skies
     And live in endless days.

With Him in crib again we lie
     And rise with Him from tomb;
Our sinful selves will with Him die,
     Be born from Mary’s womb.

A new creation of us springs
     From Trinity above;
Through Holy Family’s open ring
     We’re raised to endless love. 

HOLY FAMILY SUNDAY

Mended Hearts

In Advent we of sin take stock,
     For soon we’ll see the Lord
And don’t want sin our hearts to block
     From mercy’s cleansing sword.

We know our hearts will pruning need
     By two-edged sword, His Word,
To open us to Blood He bleeds
     In us, a cleansing flood.

From Bethlehem to Calvary
     He cleanses us within,
As new-born He now makes us free:
     Our life begins again.

We hand-in-hand to glory go
     With mended hearts made strong
By Him who’s raised so we can know
     With Him we all belong. 

Master Weaver

You take the tattered threads of our own lives
When we surrender to Your nail-scarred hands
And weave a picture of new life You give
As You in us redeem Your eastern lands.

You all creation weave in tapestry
To make anew what we in Adam tore,
For we tried hard without You to be free
And found the Devil’s garment we then wore.

In pretense we try in ourselves to rip
The Devil’s cloak from ‘round our sin-soiled hearts,
And find our hands in nail-scarred hands have slipped
As You pick up our threads in brand new start.

Your nail-scarred hands through us creation weave
And all made new through hearts in You believe.