he comes to us as one unknown, a breath unseen, unheard
as though within a heart of stone or shriveled seed in darkness sown
a pulse of being stirred, a pulse of being stirred
he comes when souls in silence lie and thoughts of day depart
half-seen upon the inward eye, a falling star across the sky
of night within the heart, of night within the heart
he comes to us in sound of seas, the ocean's fume and foam
yet small and still upon the breeze, a wind that stirs the tops of trees
a voice to call us home, a voice to call us home
he comes in love as once he came, by flesh and blood and birth
to bear within our mortal frame a life, a death, a saving name
for every child of earth, for every child of earth
he comes in truth when faith is grown; believed, obeyed, adored
the christ in all the scriptures shown, as yet unseen but not unknown,
our savior and our lord, our savior and our lord
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