Bethlehem Summons
Tiny Gift of love supernal,
Shepherd of our souls eternal;
Summon saints to heed the call
To share His birth with one and all.
Let full surrender be our goal
Whereby we steadfast, surely grow.
Mature the young and wounded saints
Who too ‘oft drink where sin doth taint.
Deliver hearts of hardened places
To tenderness and pardon’s graces.
Let servants rise as pride doth fall
When Christians heed the Infant’s call.
Journey there to kneel, to know
This friend who made the stable glow.
Be reverent and earnest there
To meet your Maker, humbled…fair.
Hear the summons, know His glory
Let the manger tell the story
Where God and man were reconciled
And death fell conquered by a Child.
Copyright © Tom Valles | Year Posted 2015
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