Songs for Christmas
So Many Names
Wonderful Counselor is your name!
The Glory of God is your Wonderful aim!
All comfort and counsel come from our Christ’s hand
For you brought God’s glory down to man…
Mighty God I call your name
To o’ercome the world is why you came
Victorious warrior you shall Win
The God-Man has victory over all sin.
Now who could bear so many names?
What other could fulfill their claims?
None other than God’s Holy One
God sends salvation in His Son
The fullness of beauty of the One who is blessed
Could never by one name be fully expressed
The power of His Presence shall be our reward
When we call on the name of the Lord.
Everlasting Father you alone
Shall make provision for your own
No other father can compare
We rest in your eternal care!
Prince of Peace come rule in us
Who in your righteous rule now trust
You reign in us and reign alone
You make our hearts your holy throne.
Now who could bear so many names?
What other could fulfill their claims?
None other than God’s Holy One
God sends salvation in His Son
The fullness of beauty of the One who is blessed
Could never by one name be fully expressed
The power of His Presence shall be our reward
When we call on the name of the Lord.
Anthony Foster
December 24, 2003
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Merry Christmas Everybody! I note that on one of the networks I saw about 20 Network well wishers wishing prosperous Kwanzaa and Happy Holidays and Happy Hannukah but not one Merry Christmas. Seems Christmas is no longer politically correct... |
The Gifts
I will give to you, Lord, of my gold,
The possessions that I have known
Though all I hold precious comes from your hand
You’ll be my true treasure alone.
I will bring to you my frankencense
Smell this incense of worship, my Lord
As a sweet smelling sacrifice
My life in love will be outpoured…
For as all good gifts come down from above
By the Father of Lights we are blessed
He gives His all so we might live in His love
And we will be wise men if we give Him our best.
I will offer my gift of pure myrhh
For like myrhh my life will be crushed
A daily death dying to self and to pride
I will honor you with all my trust
For as all good gifts come down from above
By the Fathe r of Lights we are blessed
He gives His all so we might live in His love
And we will be wise men if we give Him our best.
Anthony Foster
December 25, 2003