Through shadows deep, where doubts reside,
How do we know where Christ does hide?
John questioned Him, in troubled plight,
"Are you the one, the promised light?"
Then Jesus spoke, with gentle grace,
"Behold the signs, in every place.
The blind now see, the lame now leap,
The deaf now hear, from slumber deep."
The dead arise, the poor rejoice,
And hear the gospel's loving voice.
Yet in this world, the darkness veils,
And negative signs our spirits assail.
But hark! A light in winter's gleam,
A spark of hope, a waking dream.
In acts of love, in hearts so kind,
The signs of Christ, we still can find.
Shine the light, let it gleam,
Share the love, like a stream.
Be the hope, in the night,
Guide the lost, to the light.
In winter's hush, a tender light,
Hope's gentle flame, burning bright.
Compassion stirs, for those in need,
A season's call, a noble deed.
A friendly smile, a helping hand,
Across the frosty, silent land.
Unless, perchance, a toy's allure,
Ignites a chase, a frenzied tour!
Yet peace we seek, in every sphere,
In family's warmth, dispelling fear.
At work we strive, with hearts sincere,
And in our streets, hold neighbors dear.
To reconcile, our sacred quest,
To mend the broken, give them rest.
In every corner, spread the word,
Of love and peace, by Christ conferred.
Shine the light, let it gleam,
Share the love, like a stream.
Be the hope, in the night,
Guide the lost, to the light.
As Jesus' heralds, our call rings true,
To witness God's realm, fresh and new.
No longer plead, "Lord, rescue now,"
For salvation's dawn, graces our brow.
Yet many still, in shadows dwell,
Await the tale, the gospel's spell.
How shall we reach, with hearts ablaze,
And light their path, through life's dark maze?
We are the signs, the living proof,
Of Christ's enduring, boundless truth.
In every glance, in every deed,
A beacon bright, for all to heed.
Through acts of love, and words of grace,
We show His light, in every place.
A testament to hearts entwined,
The kingdom here, for all mankind.
Shine the light, let it gleam,
Share the love, like a stream.
Be the hope, in the night,
Guide the lost, to the light.
Luke 7 18 to 20
Lord,
In this season of hope, may we be living signs of Christ in this world, In Jesus name, Amen.
Shine the light, let it gleam,
Share the love, like a stream.
Be the hope, in the night,
Guide the lost, to the light.
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