The Wonder of the Word

Author:: Rhosynwen

The Adoration of the Shepherds by Bartolome Esteban Murillo
Artwork is in the public domain. Held in the collection of Museo del Prado, Madrid, Spain

The Word became flesh

And we beheld His glory

God Himself walked among us

Oh, the wonder of this story!

From the beginning of time

He was there to shine upon the earth

And He, the Light, came to His creation

Wrapped as a babe of humble birth

The beauty of the Word!

Immanuel has made the way

For those who come and receive Him

To be sons of God who love and obey

The Only Begotten Son

He has made the Father known

To those He has called forth from darkness

Grace and truth to us He has shown

Behold the Lamb of God!

He has taken away the world's sin

The lost have become saints by His blood

To God's presence we may now enter in

Celebrate, all the earth!

Burst into songs of jubilant praise!

The Word, your Creator, stepped down from the throne

He shared with the Father, the Ancient of Days

Us He did come to redeem

That to eternal death we might not go

For by His righteous sacrifice

Eternal life to us He can bestow

The wonder of the Word!

Let us draw near to worship at His throne

And recall again how He suffered death

That we might become His very own

One day every eye will see Him

Risen Savior, Awesome Lord

Then every knee shall bow before

This Holy King who is the Word

About the Poem

Meditating on the awesome story of Jesus coming to redeem us is something I love to do every year at Christmastime. The fact that God so loved us is the reason why we need to have a holiday to celebrate at all. Though December may not be the time of year Jesus was actually born, it is fitting to have a day set aside to stand in awe of Immanuel—God with us. This poem springs specifically from my meditations on John chapter one. The beauty of John's description of whom Jesus is and what He did for humanity stirred me to put those descriptions into verse. Of course, the Word becoming flesh is a subject worthy of our thoughts not merely once a year, but every day. He is so wonderful, and no one will ever compare to Him. Thinking of Him coming the first time sets my heart towards the day when He will come again. Even so, come, Lord Jesus!