Matt C. Abbott
Revisited: A Christmas poem
By Matt C. Abbott
The following is a Christmas poem that originally appeared in my Dec. 22, 2006 column. It was composed by Illinoisan Susan E. Gorski, a friend of mine.
The hour approaches
The time is so near
He comes into the world
A Child so dear
His mother is young
She is virtuous and graced
Her husband a devout man
Doesn't know what He'll face
The rise and fall of many
Depend upon this Child
Subject to His Mother
He is tender and mild
Lo comes the star
Foretelling of His birth
The salvation of the world
What one Life is worth
To look upon Baby Jesus
Is to see that Heaven is real
The profoundness of this moment
The heart can not conceal
True joy is not pleasure
Or any earthly delight
True joy came into the world
That one holy night
Did His mother know
All that He would do
Through the tree of the cross
He would make the world anew
Because of this beautiful Babe
Full of truth and divinity
I have great hope and love
That I may see Him in eternity
Please dearest Baby Jesus
Come deep within my heart
Remain with me all days
Let us never be apart
Help me Baby Jesus
To love Thee evermore
Help me follow Thee
For the Cross let me adore
In the end dear Baby Jesus
Come for me and never let me go
Let me stay with Thee Baby Jesus
My heart with love aglow
Teach me Baby Jesus
The meekness of Thy ways
Let me love Thee always
For the rest of all my days
To my readers — and to the many persecuted Christians, Christian missionaries and U.S. military personnel worldwide — I wish you all a very blessed Christmas and a fruitful New Year!
Please keep me and my loved ones in your prayers.
© Matt C. Abbott
December 24, 2010
The following is a Christmas poem that originally appeared in my Dec. 22, 2006 column. It was composed by Illinoisan Susan E. Gorski, a friend of mine.
The hour approaches
The time is so near
He comes into the world
A Child so dear
His mother is young
She is virtuous and graced
Her husband a devout man
Doesn't know what He'll face
The rise and fall of many
Depend upon this Child
Subject to His Mother
He is tender and mild
Lo comes the star
Foretelling of His birth
The salvation of the world
What one Life is worth
To look upon Baby Jesus
Is to see that Heaven is real
The profoundness of this moment
The heart can not conceal
True joy is not pleasure
Or any earthly delight
True joy came into the world
That one holy night
Did His mother know
All that He would do
Through the tree of the cross
He would make the world anew
Because of this beautiful Babe
Full of truth and divinity
I have great hope and love
That I may see Him in eternity
Please dearest Baby Jesus
Come deep within my heart
Remain with me all days
Let us never be apart
Help me Baby Jesus
To love Thee evermore
Help me follow Thee
For the Cross let me adore
In the end dear Baby Jesus
Come for me and never let me go
Let me stay with Thee Baby Jesus
My heart with love aglow
Teach me Baby Jesus
The meekness of Thy ways
Let me love Thee always
For the rest of all my days
To my readers — and to the many persecuted Christians, Christian missionaries and U.S. military personnel worldwide — I wish you all a very blessed Christmas and a fruitful New Year!
Please keep me and my loved ones in your prayers.
© Matt C. Abbott
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