Snow Song
Snow Song
Yes, snow is a pure sign of winter
No whiter thing ever on earth
Can cause us much trouble so often
But speaks of a long-promised birth.
To be in a country with seasons
Not always the same every day
Is a privilege I always enjoy
As I live in our precious UK.
November’s just given us snowflakes
Their whiteness is vivid and strong
Reminds me so clearly of Jesus
Our Saviour who did nothing wrong.
God tells in his word a beautiful truth
Though your sins are like scarlet I know
Through Jesus, his dying at Calvary,
I can make them become white as snow.
Read Isaiah 1:18.
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