O rich the gifts you bring to us,
yourself made poor and weak;
O love beyond compare that thus
can foes and sinners seek!
For this we raise a gladsome voice
on high to you alone,
and evermore with thanks rejoice
before your glorious throne.
Blessings!
ReplyDeleteAnd, blessings to you, Krissu!
DeleteI hope you are having a joyous Christmas, Lisa.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Clare! Yes, nice and quiet. :) And, you. xo
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