Christmas it was, a night of sudden revelation!
Down, as news of strange notification!
Sweet birth heralding sinful man’s salvation –
Songs, praise divine upon the occasion;
Satan’s imparted Nature for universal correction.
Christmas, or birth sweetly prophesied?
Of the King to be ‘sillily’ crucified!
But by his death, divine wrath’s fully pacified –
And mankind’s to be truly satisfied;
King of kings is then finally glorified.
Christmas, the meanest of Christ’s humiliation;
Christian, your earnest thoughts of his future exaltation!
Man, since Adam, lost in deep frustration –
Degeneracy of manners, reputation for corruption;
Greatest mercy alone in Christ’s incarnation.
Christmas, was it! Birth of glorious Divinity!
Hope built firm for doomed humanity;
Helpless babe in kindest humility –
All hail his Highness, the Sovereign Majesty!
And then, repent of all iniquity.
At Christmas, all they know is make their din;
In the night of it lay them and commit their sin!
But crown of glory they can surely win
Eternity with Christ, if they can just but think
Forever then, in joy, they dwell with the King.
