A Poem for Christmas Day

Christ was born
In a humble stable
This was no fable

Gloria in excelsis Deo
The living Word of God Almighty
The Logos would be our remedy

Our federal head Adam
Fell into sin
Mankind needed a propitiation

Jesus was sinless
The Lamb of God would die
God’s wrath He would satisfy

The grave could not hold Christ
On the third day, He rose
It is us the elect whom God chose

When the Holy Spirit
Quickens our soul
We are regenerated in full

Next, we receive the twin gifts
Of faith and repentance
Of our salvation we have assurance

We must mortify our flesh
It’s so sinful
Our bodies are wretchful

by Zachary Uram
(C) 2024