The faint light in the east horizon
Tells a new day is being born;
The night has been dark and cold
But happy tidings come with morn.
Fog fills the somnolent pastures
And the wind may be sharp and wild;
The fading leaves fall to the earth
But they also herald a Savior Child.
November is waving a good
bye
While December is nigh to begin;
The holy season Advent is dawned
To dispel our earthly sorrow and sin.
Hear the birds and the angels sing
For the creator has given them voice;
Can we hide in silence to mourn
When we’re blest with better choice?
The darkness may win some battles
But it can never ever win the war;
For good God is always victorious
And the whole universe is His by far!
Xavier Bage
Tuesday, 28 November 2017
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