Advent is marked by a spirit of expectation, of anticipation, of preparation, of longing. There is a yearning for deliverance from the evils of the world, first expressed by Israelite slaves in Egypt as they cried out from their bitter oppression. It is the cry of those who have experienced the tyranny of injustice in a world under the curse of sin, and yet who have hope of deliverance by a God who has heard the cries of oppressed slaves and brought deliverance!
It is that hope, however faint at times, and that God, however distant He sometimes seems, which brings to the world the anticipation of a King who will rule with truth and justice and righteousness over His people and in His creation. It is that hope that once anticipated, and now anticipates anew, the reign of an Anointed One, a Messiah, who will bring peace and justice and righteousness to the world.
WOW!!!
I wanted to post the words to one of the hymns we sang in church today. Jason encouraged us to listen to the lyrics from the perspective of the coming of Christ, first as a baby sent to die for our sins, and second as our Savior who will come again to take us Home. To use one of his terms, these words really resonated with me today. They are worth meditating on.
Come, Thou long expected Jesus
Born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in Thee.
Israel’s strength and consolation,
Hope of all the earth Thou art;
Dear desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.
Born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in Thee.
Israel’s strength and consolation,
Hope of all the earth Thou art;
Dear desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.
Joy to those who long to see Thee,
Dayspring from on high appear.
Come, Thou promised Rod of Jesse,
Of Thy birth we long to hear!
O’er the hills the angels singing,
News, glad tidings of a birth:
“Go to Him, your praises bringing;
Christ the Lord has come to earth.”
Dayspring from on high appear.
Come, Thou promised Rod of Jesse,
Of Thy birth we long to hear!
O’er the hills the angels singing,
News, glad tidings of a birth:
“Go to Him, your praises bringing;
Christ the Lord has come to earth.”
Come, to earth to taste our sadness,
He whose glories knew no end;
By His life He brings us gladness,
Our Redeemer, Shepherd, Friend.
Leaving riches without number,
Born within a cattle stall;
This the everlasting wonder;
Christ was born the Lord of all.
Born Thy people to deliver,
Born a child and yet a King,
Born to reign in us forever,
Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
By Thine own eternal Spirit
Rule in all our hearts alone;
By Thine all sufficient merit,
Raise us to Thy glorious throne.