My Advent song wells last to love,
the greatest of virtues, most true.
It never will fade, endures for all time.
It’s patient, enduring, and kind.
It’s the one thing most needful,
the goal of all longing hearts.
Love is greater than fear, St. John tells us this.
Then let love grow strong and sure.
Let it ring out! Sweet melodious bells.
Join the harp, pipe and strings from before.
The song and the wreath lit complete.
The dear love of Christmas
is not born from ourselves,
but from God who doth giveth as grace.
Then let us receive it, God’s love ever perfect,
let us give it to others ourselves.
Hope, Peace, Joy, and Love:
best gifts to receive.
Also the best we can give.
But our hearts must be open,
and soft and so light, to let in
God’s gifts from above.
