Reflections on the Church’s evening verses counting down the last octave to Christmas…
“Who is this, who comes forth like the dawn?” ~ Song of Songs 6:10
O, You are Wisdom!
The Wisdom that was there
Before anything was there.
Who was in the beginning
Before the beginning
with the Father
and the Spirit
You’re the One who played and danced
Who ran about and sang, delighting
The Word leaping forth from the mouth of the Father
Calling into being
The wonder of the world.
Come, O Wisdom!
Leap now into this flesh that you first called forth
Take up this body that was prepared for you
That you prepared for yourself.
And bring new life, speak new life, O Wisdom, Word,
to this broken creation.
Who is this?
O, it is the Lord!
The Lord of Israel!
The God of Abraham,
The One that belongs to this people
Because You gave yourself to this people.
And you took them for your own.
You’re the One who re-called us
Sealing us in covenant with you
In the blood of the lamb.
When you brought us out of slavery.
Into new life.
Come, O Lord, and save us!
For we seem to love the slavery and have bound ourselves again
Far away from You.
Renew this covenant we have broken
And seal us again in the blood of the Lamb
As your own possession.
O, You are the Root of Jesse!
and the flower.
And the fruit
Of Jesse’s stem.
Who from the beginning planted Jesse’s vine
To bear it’s Planter
The fruit of our salvation.
You’re the One that was promised,
That generations have longed for
To bring back the hope
That was assured to Abraham
The seed to undo the ancient curse.
Come, O Root and Flower of Jesse!
Come be the fruition, the fulfillment we long for!
The completion of what You started
In this simple family from Bethlehem
Fulfill Your promise to feed, with it’s fruit,
The whole world.
O, You are the Key of David!
David our king,
Our Good Shepherd
The Beloved One after Your own heart
The One with the Key to gain us access
Into the Heart of the Father.
The Leader we remember
with affectionate longing.
You’re this new Good Shepherd,
The Beloved One,
Who led us through darkness and light,
Who taught us how to worship, how to love
How to take up all of life
and offer it in songs of praise.
Come, O Key of David!
Come, Beloved, to Your own,
To your flesh and bone
Who are aching to belong to you once more.
Unlock for us the door
To the Father’s Heart.
O, You are the Dayspring!
The Light rising
In the East
The New Dawn, promised
By the heralds of the morning.
The One seen by our fathers
And foretold by prophets.
Who would re-make, and restore
Re-seal, and re-consecrate.
You’re the One to make all things new,
The Lion and the Lamb,
the rivers in the desert
The blind and the lame restored,
And foreigners made part of the family.
Come, O Dawn in the East!
Come, Light of the first day,
reach at last, with your rays, to all hours, all days
Restore to us the freshness of the beginning
Fill in the holes that we have made, shattering
the ancient darkness.
O, it is the King of the Nations!
The One to reconcile
The chaos and brokenness of Babel
To bring back, streaming, all peoples
To the Unity of Zion’s mountain.
And gather into one again
The countless grains of Abraham’s sand.
You’re the Longing of every heart
The only rest and fulfillment
Of all the seekers, all the lost
Outside the boundaries of the mercy
of your covenant to David.
Come, O King of the Nations!
Come restore to yourself the sheep who have wandered
Outside the bonds of your own people.
Come make us one again,
Form us from the dust of this earth
into one body.
O, You are Emmanuel!! God with us!!
The Creating Wisdom,
come into creation.
The Saving Lord,
Become the Paschal Lamb.
The Root become
the Fruit to feed the vine
The King become
the Key to His own Heart.
You’re the Dawn that’s now descending into darkness
To restore us all to that beginning oneness
You’re the One now walking with us,
as was promised
To re-form the shattered Man
from Your own earth.
come into the darkness, and the pieces of our lives
so we might hold you in our hands
See you with our eyes.
O One Whose Name is “With us”
Come into our dirt and tears
into our flesh and bone,
and the weariness of years
the weariness of ages poised in vigil:
the waiting of the world,
the aching of the world
when tomorrow never felt so far away
O God-with-us, draw us in
Come and meet us here, again,
That we, whom you are with,
May be with You, too, today.