This something I found in my women's bible. A song that was written by Anne Bronte.
Music I love - but ne'er a strain
Could kindle raptures so divine,
So grief assuage, so conquer pain,
And rouse this pensive heart of mine;
As that we hear on Christmas morn,
upon the wintery breezes borne.
To greet with joy the glorious morn,
Which angels welcomed long ago,
When our redeeming Lord was born,
To bring the light of Heaven below...
With them, I celebrate his birth;
Glory to God, in highest Heaven,
Good will to men, and peace on Earth,
To us a Savior King is given;
Our God is come to claim His own,
And Satan's power is overthrown!
A sinless God, for sinful men,
Descends to suffer and to bleed;
Hell must renounce its empire then;
The price is pain, the world is freed,
And Satan's self must now confess,
That Christ has earned a right to bless.
~ Anne Bronte (1820-1849)
3 comments:
That is beautiful.
makes me teary.
You've certainly got The Spirit, Sherrie. You continue to share it with others, and it's inspiring.
Merry Christmas.
Barb
That was a blessing to read and even more special you shared it with us...have a wonderful Christmas all and tell Roz she did a fantasic job wrapping the presents!!!!!!
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