fire fire
burning bright
in the embers of this night
a night when angels sang to men
about the child in Bethlehem
never again earth heard that sound
of heavenly host praising all-round
that glorious chorus bathed in light of moon
I’d love to download on my Itunes
to fill my breast with sweet-sounding praise
and bask in the glory of their rays
to displace the gloom and dark
with a ferocious longing on the mark
that signals Christ’s coming victory
over Satan’s tyranny
fire fire
burning bright
in the embers of this night
He who made the lamb appeared
the hand that cask the lion a-feared
His little hands became a child’s
to lead them on his mountain mild
where ox and ass and adder be
unstrained throughout eternity
to live amidst eternal wedded bliss
to witness peace and justice kiss
to witness the promises come true
to Abraham and the prophets too
who prophesied Emmanuel
would come within our world to dwell
and for a time to condescend
to sew the tear man could not mend
