Blogger’s Note: It seems every Christmas, I hear an Advent hymn in a new light. Sunday morning, our worship pastor, David Hampton, pulled out a bright red and green highlighter and swiped the marker over this verse from “It Came Upon a Midnight Clear.” May you find as much comfort and hope in these words as I did.
And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow,
Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing.
O rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!
Words: Edmund H. Sears
Music: Richard S. Willis
Recent Comments