You will conceive and give birth to a son,
and you are to call Him Jesus.
He will be great and will be called
the Son of the Most High
(Luke1:31-32a).
Music attribution: David Nevue, Joy to the World from O Come Emmanuel
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The life she felt forming inside her was Life itself.
     What began as a flutter became the living movement of hope;
           A slow turning, then a kick—the confined grace of Love.
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A Babe, conceived of the Spirit;
     Promised and prepared of God;
           Swelled to the fullness of eternity’s plan.
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Impressions of the Child’s limbs appeared from within:
     A head . . . a knee . . . an elbow;
           God—in human flesh—soon to enter His Creation as Babe . . .
                 As Man.
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God became flesh and dwelled among His people;
     All Glory, wrapped in human tent.
           His cry, a prayer,
                 To His Father above.
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The heavens rang with the angel’s song,
     The gospel news foretold so long,
           Now lying there in swaddled cloth,
                God’s generous Gift of life, light, and love. Â
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The Babe prepared was
           Born a King,
                       Born a Savior.
                                   Born crucified.
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To us a Child was born;
           To us a Son was given;
                       Who longs to be born in you.
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