Sunrise Song (for the poor)

It’s the dawn

Of a different day,
A sunrise for those of a humble estate,
Good news for all who in the darkness wait;
The clouds of centuries will dissipate.

It’s the dawn
Of a new decree,
As the prophets told us so it soon shall be;
The anointed one has come to declare us free,
And the covenant fulfilled by a baby.

Oh helpless dependent child;
Have you ever heard of a love so wild?
--That the Lord Himself would pitch His tent
Among shepherds and sons of men?

It’s the dawn
Of a different age,
For unto us a child is born this day
In the gentle mercy of a strength restrained;
Upon the throne of David Righteousness shall reign,

And the earth itself will celebrate
At the feet of the one who breathed and named it good.



Oh helpless dependent child;
Have you ever heard of a love so wild?
--That the Lord of hosts would pitch His tent
Among shepherds and sons of men?



So come you poor, come you weak;
All you thirsty come and drink;
Come you faithful and faithless too;
It’s the year of the Lord’s favor for you.
He’s here!

(here he comes)