Our autumned hearts stand waiting for God’s precious gift.
Someone is coming whose sandals we aren’t worthy to carry.
Prepare the way of the Lord!
But how do we prepare the way for the King who is not of this world?
Crowns, red carpets, and flowing robes He desires not at all.
Our ungospelled hearts try to hide embarrassed at our slowness to
respond to such a gift.
Poor, cluttered hearts starving for the emptiness that makes fullness
possible.
Prepare the way of the Lord!
It is so little that God asks of us. Give some evidence that you mean to
reform.
Wear lights in your hearts instead of on your trees.
Our autumned hearts are waiting for God’s precious gift.
Come, Lord Jesus, come!
Gospel up our lives with your presence and we’ll wear lights in our
hearts instead of on our trees.
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