He Came…He Redeemed

© Jeanne E Webster – all rights reserved

From a tiny baby in Mary’s womb
To a Savior risen from the tomb–
He came…
to save the lost.

In Gethsemane’s night He agonized much
His Father’s heart, He surely touched–
He paid…
the ultimate cost.

From Nazareth town a carpenter’s son
To a wooden cross, His onus done–
He redeemed…
our every sin.

From heaven down to earth below
He would be lifted up to show–
He is…
our everything.

Come, Emmanuel, this holy day
Bless our Nativity Feast we pray–
He commands…
us to love.

Little Child, Our King of Kings
Let Your true love help us sing–
Oh, sing…
in heaven above!

(O holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to us, we pray;
Cast out our sin and enter in, be born in us today.

We hear the Christmas angels the great glad tidings tell;
O come to us, abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel.)
~Phillips Brooks, 1868

Hope of Heaven


Hope of Heaven

© Jeanne E Webster.  All rights reserved


Silent night . . . holy night . . .

The kingly head that was crowned with thorns

Once lay in a manger, sleeping,

Tenderly caressed by His mother, Mary.


O Come Emmanuel . . .

The hands that were cruelly nailed to the cross

Once healed thousands by His gentle touch,

Mercifully bestowed through His Father.


Amazing grace . . . how sweet the sound . . .

Those feet so harshly hammered to the wood

Once walked the sands of time for 33 years,

Presenting the hope of heaven

…to all mankind.


Just as I am . . . without one plea . . .

Oh Lamb of God, I come

I come!

white rose 


Come and See!




© 2010 Jeanne E Webster.  All rights reserved


“O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie…”

Plodding into the small city, Joseph and Mary sought shelter after their week-long trek from Nazareth. It was census time; registration was mandatory. It was also an important time in their personal lives.   Mary was about to give birth to their first-born child. Unable to find room in a lodging house, the exhausted couple found succor in a mundane animal shed, and under a silent night sky, the Christ child was born.

“For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above, while mortals sleep, the angels keep their watch of wondering love…”

An angel suddenly appeared in the night sky to a group of shepherds tending their sheep. Though deeply frightened, they listened to the “good tidings of great joy.” Moments later a myriad of angels hovered above them, praising God and declaring, “Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace, goodwill toward men.”

The shepherds hurried to the manger to worship this “Savior,” to see firsthand this babe who was “Christ the Lord.” They returned to their flocks glorifying and praising God for all they had heard and seen in the still of that night.

“O holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to us, we pray; cast out our sin and enter in, be born in us today.”


Come, our Lord Emmanuel, come into our hearts this day.   Open our ears so we too may hear the wonderful news from on high, “Behold I bring you tidings of great joy…for unto you is born this day…a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.”   May we take this into our hearts as a personal invitation– a Gift with our name on it– a blessing we sorely need.

Like Mary and Joseph, we have been on an arduous journey and have found no lodging for our weary souls. Yet . . . out of the stillness of this Nativity night, may we find solace and rest in Your wondrous message:

“O come to us, abide with us, our Lord Emmanuel.”


[Words in italics taken from “O Little Town of Bethlehem” written by Phillip Brooks; scripture from Luke 2:1-20 KJV]

Our Day-Spring, Come!

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel



O come, O come, Emmanuel,
And ransom captive Israel,
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear.


Rejoice! Rejoice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Wisdom from on high,
Who orderest all things mightily;
To us the path of knowledge show,
And teach us in her ways to go.


O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan’s tyranny;
From depths of hell Thy people save,
And give them victory over the grave.


O come, Thou Day-spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death’s dark shadows put to flight.


O come, Thou Key of David, come,
And open wide our heavenly home;
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.


O come, O come, great Lord of might,
Who to Thy tribes on Sinai’s height
In ancient times once gave the law
In cloud and majesty and awe.


O come, Thou Root of Jesse’s tree,
An ensign of Thy people be;
Before Thee rulers silent fall;
All peoples on Thy mercy call.


O come, Desire of nations, bind

In one the hearts of all mankind;

Bid Thou our sad divisions cease,

And be Thyself our King of Peace.


An advent prayer/song, yes; both to celebrate our Lord’s birth and, after prayerful thought, perhaps for the days at hand.  O come our King of Peace!  Amen