Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Beneath the Star

 
 
 
 
 

 
BENEATH THE STAR
By Frances Judge
 
I wasn’t there beneath the star
to see Messiah’s birth,
And hear the hallelujahs angels sang above the earth.
 

I didn’t walk the dusty roads
and see the lepers healed,
Or hear God’s voice from heaven as His love was now revealed.
 

I never
watched Him love the world
that pierced His outstretched hands,
Creator of the universe, the Son who understands. 

But I have seen the Son of God each hour of every day
As seeds of sprinkled kindness bloom in fields so far away. 

He stirs the minds and willing hearts—His feet still walk this world
To help the hopeless, sick and frail; salvation’s plan unfurled. 

A man who shares a home cooked meal to bless the weak and poor,
And tells them they are not alone; Christ opened Heaven’s door.

Sons and daughters hear the calling to leave their comfort zone
And travel where they’re needed most to rebuild damaged homes. 

A family wants to share their gifts with needy girls and boys;
I see the heart of Jesus as their smiles spread the joy. 

I wasn’t there beneath the star to see Messiah’s birth,
But I’m thankful I can see the Lord
Whose love still rains
On Earth!

 

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on
His shoulders. And He will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6

 

 



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