Christmas Snow

Christmas Snow

A voice from Heaven spoke clear, without show.

“Go, tell it on the Mountain…it’s going to snow.”

 

In a manger He was swaddled and laid.

Every curse against man was about to be paid.

 

He grew up in wisdom, grace, and favor.

The still small voice He could hear without labor.

 

A voice from Heaven spoke clear, without show.

“Go, tell it on the Mountain…it’s going to snow.”

 

God in the flesh; blameless and pure.

Was about to become mankind’s cure.

 

One obedient step at a time

He did not shrink back from Calvary’s climb.

 

A voice from Heaven spoke clear, without show.

“Go, tell it on the Mountain…it’s going to snow.”

 

He’s body was broken; in a tomb He was laid.

Little did they know; their debts He had paid.

 

The final card was in His hand.

This play would be felt throughout all the land.

 

Curses, shame, and all unrest

Are far from us, as east is to west.

 

A voice from Heaven speaks clear, without show.

“Sin’s red stain forever gone;   you are white as snow.”

 

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