In the realm of divine whispers, where words are mere seeds
And are sown in hearts of clay, by the hand of the Unseen,
Lies a verse, a promise, a truth that indeed
Sings of love unending, where the soul is freed.
This is the story of the Son, so profound,
Whose love, like a growing promise, will astound.
In the embrace of the world's darkest despair,
He offered hope, that we might forever share.
For God so loved the world, in a boundless grace
He gave us the gift of His only Son's face
To illuminate the path that leads to life,
And conquer the shadows that cause life's strife.
This ode to salvation, a symphony of light
Brightens the hearts cloaked in the cloak of the night.
It echoes through the chambers of our souls,
A melody that makes the heart grow whole.
The love that descended from celestial heights
Will mingle with our sorrows and our endless fights.
It shines in the manger, through the carpenter's hand
Off the cross, it triumphs throughout the land.
Let us then, with hearts aflame and spirits high
Praise the One who was born to die,
That we might live, forever in grace,
Chosen to the warmth of His eternal embrace.
Ode to the love, that transcends all understanding,
The divine bond, forevermore expanding.
In the vastness of the heavens above
Are where the once lost become God's beloved.
In every dawn, in each tender shoot that grows
In every heart that softly glows
We find the echo of this decree,
The love of God, that sets the soul free.
So let us live, in the warmth of this love,
Where the love of Christ is our hope from above.
For in believing, we will never perish,
But have eternal life forever to cherish.