Before the Marvel of this Night
Before the marvel of this night, adoring, fold your wings and bow,
Then tear the sky apart with light, and with your news the world endow.
Proclaim the birth of Christ and peace, that fear and death and sorrow cease:
Sing peace, sing peace, sing gift of peace, sing peace, sing gift of peace!
Awake the sleeping world with song, this is the day the Lord has made.
Assemble here, celestial throng, in royal splendor come arrayed.
Give earth a glimpse of heav’nly bliss, a teasing taste of what they miss:
Sing bliss, sing bliss, sing endless bliss, sing bliss, sing endless bliss!
The love that we have always known, our constant joy and endless light,
Now to the loveless world be shown, now break upon its deathly night.
Into one song compress the love that rules our universe above:
Sing love, sing love, sing God is love, sing love, sing God is love!
This poem by Jaroslav J. Vajda, who was born in 1919 and died in 2008, was set to the tune “Marvel” in 1982.
We had the church holiday brunch this morning, and then I came home and worked. #1 son came over for dinner and now I’m knitting again.
Tomorrow I have three meetings and grades due. Another meeting on Tuesday, plus grocery shopping. But after that comes Christmas. Family, fun, festivity. I will be fine.