Advent to Candlemas (Vol. 4)


Like the sun when fog has cleared
Like young love that knows no blight
You are new wine, the cup that cheers
You are the candle in the night.

Like an unflawed amethyst
Like a lake both deep and clear
You born lowly are the Christ
Who feels our pain and knows our fear.

Like the Mona Lisa's smile
Like Beethoven's uncorked zest
Change more disruptive than style
Rapture that could not be guessed.

You are freedom newly known
You are news uniquely good
The only perfect thing we own
Our God made known in flesh and blood.