Having never been to heaven
We can only try to imagine
The splendor upon splendor our Lord left behind
To descend to be a Man
(For such was God’s blest plan)
The act was infinitely beyond the word “kind.”
Descend, ah, what a word
For the coming of our Lord
Come, descend to earth (raw to the rind)
But come down, He grandly did
Defeating satan’s Edenic bid
A descent beyond which man can wrap his mind.
It’s doubtful He came in December
(It’s only a time to remember)
Christ came (unlike us) knowing what He’d find
He found man lame and ill
Filled with pride and black self-will
He found him physically and spiritually blind
But, O Friend, He had a cure
For all sinners ever endure.
Birth, Boyhood, then His plan began to unwind
Grow, Friend, beyond His birth
Beyond His ministry on earth
Seek for your life His holy mind.
Believe His words in Revelation
Make Christ your fullest expectation.
He is Love eternal, yes, Love defined.
– eab, 12/8/14
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