Forgotten Grace of Majesty
Burdens bare much weight indeed
Upon shoulders, Savior in need
Answer to what matters most
The One referred to Holy Ghost
The walk was His to walk alone
Of things not His but yours condoned
A sacrifice of perfect score
A rhapsody spoken, implored
Eyes have seen but some go blind
To act of Love that died to bind
The wounds this day that trouble you
The hurt inside so much more too
In write minute, my stroke of keys
A hand to help small act by me
If just one soul these words would touch
My role, your life could change as such
Such as was and is to come
The need to know The Holy One
Of better days, of Heavens Light
Of His alone, of Sacrifice
My Christmas card this day, this season
Born of The Father for you His reason
In His name, Merry CHRISTmas
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