One of my favorite poems is...

One of my favorite poems is...

One of my favorite poems has always been "Christ and Christmas", written by Mrs. Eddy. Its message of the coming of the Christ babe and Christ's healing power always sustains me and helps to keep my thought on what this season is really about: the healing power of Christ, Truth.

With this in mind I wrote the lyrics to His High Morn:

His high morn in Bethlehem is dawning Soft rays of light brighten flowing fields. Clear streams sing while birds lift their wings, Tender lambs bleat as the babe’s birth is revealed.

Prophets caught glorious glimpses of his coming. Isaiah foretells of a son and child given; Angels watch over as prophecy’s fulfilled, Through this babe we all now are Christened.

His high morn in Bethlehem is dawning Soft rays of light brighten flowing fields. Clear streams sing while birds lift their wings, Tender lambs bleat as the babe’s birth is revealed.

O, may we feel the love of Christ’s dear presence, The tender touch, grace and power of our Lord Lead me to my pastoral Savior, Embrace me in my needed hour.

What can rehearse the glorious worth of his morn? What can signalize the birth of him ne’er born?

Christ, always present, has never left us, Dwelling in the bosom of our God.

Without beginning or end of days, This Christmas shows forth the stem of Jesse’s rod.

This high morn in Bethlehem is dawning Soft rays of light brighten darkened days. Clear streams of pure thoughts awaken me To the healing presence of Christ, here always.

This high morn in Bethlehem is dawning Soft rays of light brighten darkened days. Clear streams of pure thoughts awaken me To the healing presence of Christ, here always.

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Merry Christmas!

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