O Holy Night – Happily Writing

O holy night, the stars are brightly shining,

It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth.

Long lay the world in sin and error pining

‘Til he appeared and the soul felt its worth.
from “O Holy Night”, words by poet Placide Cappeau, music by Adolphe Adam

It’s true! I can attest to it. I feel my own worth as a human being from praying to the Savior, listening and knowing him through reading the Bible.

Think about it…

If someone is willing to die for you, you must realize that you are of great worth to them.

If someone lives for you, you have to believe that you are extremely valuable to them.

That someone is Jesus.

Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die. But God proves His love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

He is able to save forever those who come to God through him, because he always lives to plead on their behalf.

Jesus is always pleading our case before the Father, like a defense lawyer on our behalf. Jesus is interceding for us while Satan (whose name means “accuser”) is pointing out our sins and frailties before God.

Talk to him. What better time than right now?

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Wishing you ALL a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Holidays and a Happy New Year!

Photo credits

Nithi Anand, Flickr, https://www.flickr.com/photos/nithiclicks/15821941673 “Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul”

TriviaKing at English Wikipedia, CC BY-SA 3.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0, via Wikimedia Commons “Closeup of a hug”

My photo of our Christmas tree and candle

Pixabay christmas-card-566305_960_720.jpg

Merry Christmas!

See how valuable you are to Almighty God, as you read each word of this song, one of my favorites…

O Holy Night!
The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our dear Saviours birth;
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
‘Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn;
Fall on your knees,
Oh, hear the angels voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night, O holy night, O night divine!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand;
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here came the wise men from Orient land.
The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger,
In all our trials born to be our Friend;
He knows our need,
To our weakness is no stranger.
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is love and His gospel is peace;
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother,
And in His name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name;
Christ is the Lord,
Oh, praise His name forever!
His powr and glory evermore proclaim!
His powr and glory evermore proclaim!

God bless you!

{This version by John Sullivan Dwight}