Spirit-child Jesus, in joyful refrain,
echoing songs over Bethlehemâ€™s plain,
what will we do when the carols all fade?
â€œTake up my song: Glory! Be not afraid!â€
Spirit-child Jesus, in animal shed,
smiling at shepherds from strange borrowed bed,
what will we do when the mangerâ€™s away?
â€œTake up my story, and live it each day!â€
Spirit-child Jesus, in starry white light,
twinkling on evergreens shiny and bright,
what will we do when the branches are shorn?
â€œTake up my cross that for you I have borne!â€
Spirit-child Jesus, in vigilant eyes,
awaiting the gift bearing Loveâ€™s great surprise,
what will we do when the presents are done?
â€œTake up my presence, for I am Godâ€™s Son!"
Spirit-child Jesus, in hot tongues of flame,
melting the candle alight in your name,
What will we do when the candle is gone?
â€œTake up my light! Pass it on, pass it on!â€
|First Line:||Spirit-child Jesus in joyful refrain,|
|Author:||Mary Nelson Keithahn (1996)|
|Source:||"Spirit-Child Jesus" (anthem)|
|Notes:||Anthem setting published by Abingdon #081343.|