A Christmas Hymn

Baby boy wrapped in cloths
Lowly in a manger laid
God the Son in human form
Born to give his life away

See him lying weak and tender
Needy in his mother’s care
The infinite come fixed and fragile
Son of God now Son of Man

Holy! Holy! Lord Almighty!
Lowly in a manger laid
Rich made poor to make us rich
Lift your voices, sing his praise!

Holy! Holy! Lord Almighty!
Mild, he lays his glory by
Strength made weak to make us strong
Bless the Lord! Bless the Christ!

Hear his crying break the silence
New lungs stretch to catch the air
Word of God, he cannot speak
His cries must bend his mother’s ear

She lifts him gently in the darkness
Holds him close to feed her son
Great Sustainer now sustained by
Mother’s milk and mother’s love

Holy! Holy! Lord Almighty!
Lowly in a manger laid
Rich made poor to make us rich
Lift your voices, sing his praise!

Holy! Holy! Lord Almighty!
Mild, he lays his glory by
Strength made weak to make us strong
Bless the Lord! Bless the Christ!

Word made flesh, he dwelt among us
The one through whom all things were made
Great creator now created
Baby in a manger laid

Lift your voices, join the chorus
Jesus, baby born to die
Born to rise o’er death victorious
He’ll bear our sin and give us life

Holy! Holy! Lord Almighty!
Lowly in a manger laid
Rich made poor to make us rich
Lift your voices, sing his praise!

Holy! Holy! Lord Almighty!
Mild, he lays his glory by
Strength made weak to make us strong
Bless the Lord! Bless the Christ!

A Disciple’s Song

I will follow you wherever You lead
Carry my cross, bow at Your feet
I will walk in Your ways
And seek Your face
I’ll learn to love You and walk in Your grace

I’ll cry out to You
I’ll wait for You in the still and silence
I’ll live my life for You
I live my life for Your glory
I give myself to You

I will walk when I grow weary
I will walk despite the pain
I will follow You wherever you lead
To see Your kingdom come on this earth and in me

I’ll cry out to You
I’ll wait for You in the still and silence
I’ll live my life for You
I live my life for Your glory
I give myself to You

Give Me A Vision

Rescue me, Father, from visions of self
That darken my eyes to Your ways
From visions of grandeur, from visions of wealth
That so often guide me astray

Call my devotion to higher planes
Teach me to know Your will
Strengthen my spirit that so often wanes
In me your fervor instill

Give me a vision that’s worthy of You
That calls down your kingdom, that is built on the truth
A vision that’s worthy to give myself to
Give me strength to obey

Raise me up, Father, above where I dwell
That I may see as You see
Help me to step beyond myself
That more than I am I may be

Call my devotion to higher planes
Teach me to know Your will
Strengthen my spirit that so often wanes
In me your fervor instill

Give me a vision that’s worthy of You
That calls down Your kingdom, that is built on the truth
A vision that’s worthy to give myself to
Give me strength to obey

Welcome the Kingdom, Welcome the King

Welcome the King
Welcome the kingdom
Bow your hearts, bend your knees
Embrace repentance, the process of changing
Of becoming who you will be
A person of mercy, of justice, of grace
Welcome the kingdom
Welcome the King