Hear the Word
On this cold day, in the poor city slums
the sad, homeless families dwell
from the churches and missions
the compassionate come
bearing good tidings to tell.
Come hear the truth they share
how Jesus cares
with food and clothes for the young—
—their eyes are so lonely
their pain is so clear
let us show His Love from above.
Hear the Word, God loves us so
listen, listen, He wants us to know
Hear the Word, Jesus has come
saved us, saved us, from sin’s dark bonds.
All the angels are singing
the glories of heaven
and hope for a brighter life—
—with visions of splendor
and strength for tomorrow
all seen by the Savior’s eyes.
Though the Light seems far, far away
hasten, hasten, He’s coming someday
Hear the Word, Jesus has come
saved us, saved us, from sin’s dark bonds.
12/1/2021
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