King of the Sun, O Son of the King
Vessel of Glory poured out for our sins
The great holy houses and mountaintops sing
For what the Omega ends, the Alpha begins
Faith of our hearts, O Heart of our faith
Truest of shepherds Who leads us from straying
Deliver Your children from evil's enticements
And forgive us our sins; stay virtue from fraying
Lord of All Time, O Eternal Lord
Thy hall is a spire no darkness can capture
Thank You for giving Your dear Son to us
And Thy will, O God, may we accomplish in rapture
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 3:48 AM UTC
King of the Sun, O Son of the King
Vessel of Glory poured out for our sins
The great holy houses and mountaintops sing
For what the Omega ends, the Alpha begins
Faith of our hearts, O Heart of our faith
Truest of shepherds Who leads us from straying
Deliver Your children from evil's enticements
And forgive us our sins; stay virtue from fraying
Lord of All Time, O Eternal Lord
Thy hall is a spire no darkness can capture
Thank You for giving Your dear Son to us
And Thy will, O God, may we accomplish in rapture
This is a Christmas poem I wrote for my Christian friends.
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