The purpose of Birth
Tread boldly, treat boldly, as you walk here on earth.
Tread boldly, and
know He who gave mortal birth,
Has sent you to follow the words of his Son,
Tread boldly and do all that needs to be done.
For to conquer, to win you came to the earth.
To work out your salvation is the purpose of birth.
Reflections
at Christmas
The children play with new gained toys,
The happy games that children play.
Whilst others sit and watch a show
To end this lovely Christmas day.
As for myself I sit and bonder,
Reflect, recall and often wonder
About His life, His humble birth,
A place called heaven; this place called earth.
About the songs I fail to sing, the joys I hide and keep
within.
The words that stay unspoken, like seeds in shells unbroken.
Father the son you send to earth
To conquer sin and strife,
To drink the bitter cup alone,
To win eternal life.
To show all men the way back home,
To take us by the hand,
Who came and said: Come follow me!
To fair Emmanuel’s land.
