Celebrate Christ

Emmanuel with us twice.
Once in the Son,
Then the Spirit upon us,
Celebrating Christ.


Which day will we crown
To make a joyful sound
That rings in the ear of the King.

Shining star of the wise,
Seeking to find,
The Child in His home
Not being alone.

Mother and Father
There to show
The angels of the Heavenly birth.
Courting royalty that bestows gifts at His feet.

Rare spices and pure gold
Which spoke of the end from the future.

Hiding from those
That would want to kill
The Son of Man before
God's full plan came to Light.

Evil didn't know
What part it would play
To bring about each Sunday.
Where we Celebrate Christ.

Died and Buried before He came.
To rise in us each day
That we choose to submit
To His might.

His Hand of Grace that fills us anew
Every time we fest.
Every place we meet,
To sit at His feet
And Celebrate Christ.
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My Gift to the Public Domain,
Shundra L. Moore