Not Under The Tree #Emmanuel #Christmas #Hope

 

 

 

 

On this dry orb called earth, women continue to beg for peace, hope for their children to survive, and yearn for love. There is one love that seeks to save and heal the lost His name – Emmanuel.

I hear the beat

dry, fruitless dirt

soldier’s cruel boots

echo on the earth

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We beg for peace

our limbs weak, torn

Messiah we wait

free us from scorn

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Emmanuel

we await the day

that you will drive

world’s hate away

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We beg for hope

our babes they die

cruel these times

no tears left in our eyes

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A child born

who knew His pain

God’s son broke

death’s eternal chain

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Emmanuel

we await the day

that you will drive

world’s hate away

 

 

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