~ That Gentle Cry ~
When a baby's born,
the world it smiles,
the angels fill with glee,
A baby speaks of heavenly love,
a touch of eternity.
Hope is carried in longing hearts,
of the joy that he will bring,
Love begins with the light of life,
for the breath that will take wing.
Soft is the touch, the need of such,
takes hold upon the soul,
In that gentle cry so sweet,
is the longing to be whole.
What hope fulfill,
what need to meet,
what emptiness within,
What burden bear upon the back,
to struggle up that hill.
The baby's grown,
He bore the load,
there was no smile from men,
He felt the sting, the pain of sin,
my death, He chose to know.
The lamb He came, to bring me life,
was born, only to die,
His heart was filled with purest love,
and chose to be defiled.
He suffered long,
upon the cross,
angels mourned in agony,
His death bestowed the Father's love,
to give us of eternity.
Such hope He brought to longing hearts,
the joy, that we now sing,
He gave to us, the light of life,
and breath that will take wing.
Soft is the touch we need so much,
takes hold upon our soul,
In that gentle call so powerfully sweet,
He comes to make us whole.
Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems
© 2002 used with permission
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
In a loud voice they
sang:
Worthy is the lamb,
because You were slain and with Your blood You purchased
men for God from every tribe and language and people and
nation.
Revelation 5:12&9
Midi "Love
Is" by
Yuko Ohigashi
© 2003 used with permission
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