The Grace that Once was Etched in Stone

 

The Word of God was whispered in a Baby

A silent shout of promise filled the night

While mankind could not comprehend His Glory

The darkness could not comprehend the light!

 

A holy child abides now in a manger

While shepherds are abiding in the fields

The temple's sacrificial flocks attending

Rejoiced to see God's final lamb revealed!

 

Spirit winds and angelsongs fan servant fires

Hearts of flesh join with the angels' praise

All heaven from eternity adored Him

This infant is the Ancient of Days!

 

His throne is now a feeding trough and binding rags his robes

His diadem a bed of straw that crowns creation's hopes!

The grace that once was etched in stone

In Human flesh now dwells

God's law in him, would be fulfilled

This Divine Dayspring's Holy Well!

 

December 24,1998

Anthony Foster

Copyright 1998 Anthony Foster