Sunday, December 11, 2011

Epiphany

The three of us drove here through the night
When the world had one full circuit run
We watched our sister nurse her Son
It has never failed, our guttering light,
And now this tiny hope for heaven.
The three of us drove here through the night
When the world had one full circuit run
Our hearts in brief lives delight
Though we are false, He is smitten
His love has His law undone
The three of us drove here through the night
When the world had one full circuit run
We watched our sister nurse her Son

Quickened here now Son and Father
Into our carefulness are fallen
And everything we have always known
His mother will grieve when he leaves her
And for this grief He will find pardon
Quickened here now Son and Father
Into our carefulness are fallen
His harvest too will fail in winter
A tomb he'll have. It will be opened.
The end of things will make no end
Quickened here now Son and Father
Into our carefulness are fallen
And everything we have always known

The Son of God is hungry, small
Against the cold a fire is made
The fallen find they are beloved
Soon he will begin to crawl
A time will come and he'll be dead
The Son of God is hungry, small
Against the cold a fire is made
He is here to woo us all
Though we will make a willful bride
Look at him! He shares our bed
The Son of God is hungry, small
Against the cold a fire is made
The fallen find they are beloved