Here's another one, sung by Steve Green:
Good news
An angel brings good news
Close your eyes
And fold your hands
For a moment, let your sorrow fade
Why, why are you afraid
Has this world stripped you of your faith
Close your eyes and on bended knee
Listen to an angel pray
And once again prepare the way
So you see a gift that's given
Behold a time of joy
Behold a baby boy
Good news
Good news
An angel brings good news
Good news
Good news
I leave you with good news
Bow your heard and speak not a word
Let the silence take you far from here
The spirit of a child dry a tear
And may your doubts thus dissapear
Bow your head and on bended knee
Hear the story once again
A child will learn to wear a cross
A child will love to pledge a life
Behold a time of joy
Behold Christ a baby boy
Good news
Good news
An angel brings good news
Good news
Good news
I leave you with good news
Good news...
" 7But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. 8We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair;9persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. ... 16Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. 17For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. 18So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal." (2 Cor. 4:7-9, 16-18). Maybe not all burdens are a bad thing. Lord, thank you for where I am right now, even though the burden seems unusually crushing. Thank you that by your grace, I will not be crushed, only molded, shaped, re-shaped, polished, refined. You are good.
Come thou long expected Jesus
Born to set thy people free
From our fears and sins release us
Let us find our rest in thee
Israel's strength and consolation
Hope of all the Earth thou art
Deep desire of every nation
Joy of every longing heart
Born thy people to deliver
Born a child and yet a King
Born to reign in us forever
Now thy gracious Kingdom bring
By thy own eternal Spirit
Rule in all our hearts alone
By thy own sufficient merit
Raise us to thy glorious throne.
Come, Lord Jesus
Come quickly Lord
Come...
Thank you, Lord, that nothing I can do can make me more deserving of you and of grace. You are good... by YOUR OWN SUFFICIENT merit... thank you.
By your grace,
Rachel
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