Sonrise

by Timothy Birdnow

12/24/2022

It has been a long dark night
a seemingly endless frozen black blight
Nary a candle to break the dark gloom
all sight has been gone, as if buried in the tomb

Tomorrow the Son shall rise
the ice will melt to our delight and surprise
a star will guide us from out of the east
to fill our bellies at the glorious feast
make glad your feet and now arise!

For far too long we've not arisen
trapped were we in our cold dark prison
nowhere to run, nowhere to flee
but soon He comes to set us free

Not the warrior that we believed
would our hard sentence grant us reprieve
but instead a child, be not deceived
the terrible king will be very aggrieved!

In a cold smelly stable amid the creatures lain there
He will come to His kingdom and our bitterness share
the King of King wrapped in swaddling hair
as the angels herald in their joyous prayer
King of Kings! Lord of Lords! He brings to you salvation's swords!

The rich and the strong do not bother along
but the shepherds and vagrants join with the angels in song

The night is Fallen, it is now nearly gone
as the trumpeters cry at the kiss of the dawn

It has been a long dark night
full of pain and of fright
but the Son He has risen
in His glory and might
Rejoice all you children and dance you old men
pour out the wine and feast on your hen
For this is the end of the reign of the Dead
Now to salvation we are gloriously wed.

The veil is parted, the black curtain torn
the power of Death and of Hell have been shorn
the light of the world comes to us Christmas morn.
it's not about presents or the giving of things
but of the murder of Death that our glad hearts must sing
We were lost and He found us
and came as a child
to save this old world that we had sorely defiled
we did not deserve it, for we're all just ingrates
But he lived among us so as to open the Gates

Remember this well on this fine Christmas Eve
put away all your sadness and no more should you grieve
For God is among us and closes the gap
the route to His Heaven he has provided a map

Merry Christmas my friends, to the one and the all
and remember He came to us tiny and small
but that babe in the manger has ended our fall.

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