My attempted Christmas carol |
We wait upon the word We wait upon the day When the great Almighty God Shall wash our sins away We look for the anointed We look for David’s son From the tribe of Judah Yahweh’s Chosen one. Here we shepherds keep our flock Protected and secure When He comes, so will we be No hardship to endure In the full of darkness Upon one moonless night Amazed and bewildered we saw A fearful, wondrous sight A host of angels singing Proclaiming mercy came. The promised one in Bethlehem Salvation is His name. That host of angels praising God Exhorted us to see A newborn in a manger Wrapped in rags, not glory. We marveled at the vision. Compelled, we left to find The newly born Messiah Savior of mankind. We found him in a stable That smelled of dung and hay. His humble parents told us There was nowhere else to stay. There he slept, God’s chosen one, The promised king, our Lord. The newborn in a lowly place Here to fulfill God’s word. We hastened to the crowded town As soon as the sun rose. We told everyone we met. Now all Bethlehem knows Some folks believe and some deny God works among the small, And poor, and weak of Israel. We have no doubt at all. We are shepherds. Sheep are weak. They wander off, then fall, We vigilantly care for them And when they’re lost, we call. People, too, need shepherding And all lost lambs found. Sheep need still water to drink And fertile pasture ground. Moses and David were shepherds. God sent the babe for this field. The greatest shepherd over all. Was to shepherds revealed. Here on these hills we stand To watch the flock this night Waiting for dawn’s arrival |