A psalm for Christmas Eve...

Praise God for Christmas
Praise Him for the Incarnation
for Word made flesh.

I will not sing
of shepherds watching flocks
on frosty night
or angel choristers.

I will not sing
of stable bare in Bethlehem
or lowing oxen
wise men
trailing distant star
with gold and frankincense and myrrh.

Tonight I will sing
praise to the Father
Who stood on Heaven’s threshold
and said farewell to His Son
as He stepped across the stars
to Bethlehem
and Jerusalem.

And I will sing
praise to the infinite eternal Son
Who became most finite
a Baby
who would one day be executed
for my crimes.

Praise Him in the heavens.
Praise Him in the stable.
Praise Him in my heart.


-Joe Bayly