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alleluia.

 

dear lord,

i am but a worm:

born from the womb into this world wounded with sin;

bound was my will with no hope for salvation within—

why save me out of the entire world?

 

why would you, o lord?

descend from heaven where all was perfect—

take on a form that greatly lacked,

carry the cross, let scourged your back—

for sinners like me who are everything but that?

 

you died so that we may live;

poured out love with the last you breathed.

so broken souls are now retrieved;

so hope comes to who believes—

to what do we owe this grace received?

 

you who calmed the raging seas;

the one the prophets spoke about;

for whom stones would cry out;

in whom God was well-pleased—

for me?

 

i am unholy;

yet you clothed me.

we were unworthy;

yet you played surety—

how can this be?

 

yet it was.

alleluia.

 

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merry christmas.