In the fresh light of the dawn,
As Christmas comes again,I am reminded of His Grace
On behalf of lost man.
He sacrificed immortal life
To walk on earth with man,
And then He died that we might live
To be born once again!
Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
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