Jesus is the reason for the season!
Just then, an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the City of David a Savior has been born to you. He is Christ the Lord. Luke 2:9-11
The King is coming! “From heaven above to earth below, I come to bring good news to everyone, glad tidings of great joy I bring, to all the world and gladly sing.”
“To you this night is born a child of Mary, chosen virgin mild, this new-born child of lowly birth, shall be the joy of all the earth. This is the Christ, God’s Son most high, who hears your sad and bitter cry, he will himself you Savior be, and from all sin will set you free. The blessing which the Father planned, the Son holds in his infant hand, that in his kingdom, bright and fair, you may with us his glory share.” Amen!
“The King shall come when morning dawns and light triumphant breaks, when beauty glides the eastern hills, and life to joy awakes.” Oh, what a happy morning that will be! I cannot wait to meet my King.
“Not as of old a little child, to bear, and fight, and die, but crowned with glory like the sun that lights the morning sky. The King shall come when morning dawns, and earth’s dark night is past, O haste the rising of that morn, the day that e’re shall last. So let the endless bliss begin, by weary saints fore-told, when right shall triumph over wrong, and truth shall be extolled. The king shall come morning dawns and light and beauty brings, hail Christ the Lord, thy people pray, come quickly King of Kings.”
“Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, they welcome shall proclaim, and heaven’s eternal arches ring, with thy beloved name.” Our Prince of Peace, Hope, Joy and Love! What an awesome gift!
“Hark the glad sound the Savior comes, the Savior promised long; let every heart prepare a home, and every voice a song. He comes the prisoners to release, in Satan’s bondage held, the gates of brass before him burst, the iron fetters yield. He comes the broken heart to bind, the bleeding soul to cure, and with the treasures of his grace, to enrich the humble poor. Our glad hosanna, Prince of peace, they welcome shall proclaim, and heaven’s eternal arches ring, with thy beloved name.”
“O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie, above thy deep and dreamless sleep, the silent stars go by. Yet in thy dark streets shineth thee everlasting light, the hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.”
“For Christ is born of Mary and, gathered all above, while mortals sleep, the angels keep, their watch of wondering love. O morning stars, together proclaim the holy birth, and praises sing to God the King, and peace to men on earth. How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of His heaven. No ear may hear His coming, but in this world of sin, where meek souls will receive Him still, the dear Christ enters in.” My brothers and sisters in Christ, if only we could all receive our King, he will abide with us forever. It is never too late.
“Hark the herald angels sing, glory to the new born King, peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled, joyful all ye nations rise, join the triumph of the skies, with angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem, hark the herald angels sing, glory to the new born King.”
“Christ by highest heaven adored, Christ the everlasting Lord, late in time behold him come, offspring of a virgin’s womb, veiled in flesh the God-head see, hail the incarnate deity, pleased with man as man to dwell, Jesus or Emmanuel, hark the herald angels sing, glory to the new born King. Hail the heaven born Prince of peace! Hail the Son of Righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, risen with healing in his wings, mild he lays his glory by, born that man no more may die, born to raise the sons of earth, born to give them second birth. Hark the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King!”
Oh, clap your hands, all you peoples! Shout to God with the voice of triumph! For the Lord most high is awesome, He is a great King over all the earth. He will subdue the peoples under us, He will choose our inheritance for us, the excellence of Jacob whom he loves. Let earth receive her King with Joy!
“God has gone up with a shout, the Lord with the sound of a trumpet. Sing praises to God, sing praises to our King, sing praises! For God is the King of all the world, sing praises with understanding. God reigns over the nations, God sits on His holy throne, and the shields of the earth belong to God; He is greatly exalted. Psalm 47
“Hark! A thrilling voice is sounding! “Christ is near,” we hear it say, cast away the works of darkness, all you children of the day!” My brothers and sisters in Christ, as we light the candle of Joy this week, let us liken the flame as to God’s light shining in the dark places of our lives, to bring us Joy.
“Startled at the solemn warning, let the earthbound soul arise; Christ, its sun, all sloth dispelling, shines upon the morning skies. See, the Lamb, so long expected, comes with pardon down from heaven, let us haste, with tears of sorrow, one and all, to be forgiven. So, when next he comes in glory, and the world is wrapped in fear, He will shield us with his mercy, and with words of love draw near.”
“O come, O come, Emmanuel, and ransomed captive Israel, that mourns in lowly exile here, until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel, shall come to Thee O Israel!”
“O come Thou branch of Jesse’s tree, free them from Satan’s Tyranny, and trust Thy might power to save, and give them victory o’re the grave. O come Thou Dayspring from on high, and cheer us by Thy drawing nigh, disperse the gloomy clouds of night, and death’s dark shadow, put to flight. O come, desire of nations bind, in one the hearts of all mankind, bid thou our sad divisions cease, and be Thyself our King of Peace. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel, shall come to Thee O Israel.”
We won’t stop praising God until everyone knows him, until every knee bows to him.
“At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow, every tongue confess him King of glory now; ’tis the Father’s pleasure we should call him Lord, who from the beginning was the mighty Word. At his voice creation sprang at once to sight, all the angel faces, all the hosts of light, thrones and dominations, stars upon their way, all the heavenly orders in their great array. Humbled for a season, to receive a name, from the lips of sinners, unto whom he came; faithfully he bore it spotless to the last, brought it back victorious when from death he passed; In your hearts enthrone him; there let him subdue, all that is not holy, all that is not true. Look to him, your Savior, in temptations’ hour; let his will enfold you in its light and power. Christians, this Lord Jesus shall return again, with his Father’s glory o’er the earth to reign; for all wreaths of empire meet upon his brow, and our hearts confess him King of glory now.”