Martin Luther wrote a poem/hymn about the Advent that I would like to share. In it are some great thoughts to ponder as you reflect on the mystery of God condescending to man in the form of human flesh. The King of Glory come in form of a little baby. The Savior of the World came down to man. Every religion apart from Christ is a striving to reach God in your own good works, sacrifices, all for naught. But with Christ, He makes all your striving cease, he reveals your heart of sinfulness then he himself cleanses you from your iniquity. Praise God for the work of Salvation is his alone!
Merry Christmas!
"Were earth a thousand times as fair,
Be set with gold and jewels rare.
She yet were far too poor to be,
A narrow cradle, Lord, for thee.
Praise God upon his heavenly throne,
Who gave to us his only Son,
For this his hosts on joyful wing,
A blessed New Year of mercy sing.
This is the Christ our God and Lord,
Who in all need shall aid afford,
He will himself our Savior be,
And from our sins will set us free!"
You can listen to this in song for by Sandra McCracken
here.
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