Sunday Drive: Journey of the Angels

Christmas I

The LORD rebuilds Jerusalem; he gathers the exiles of Israel. 
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. 
He counts the number of the stars and calls them all by their names. 
The LORD lifts up the lowly, but casts the wicked to the ground.
He is not impressed by the might of a horse;
he has no pleasure in the strength of a man; 
But the LORD has pleasure in those who fear him, 
in those who await his gracious favor.


In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through him, and without him not one thing came into being. What has come into being in him was life, and the life was the light of all people. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.

And the Word became flesh and lived among us, and we have seen his glory, the glory as of a father's only son, full of grace and truth.

From his fullness we have all received grace upon grace. The law indeed was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. No one has ever seen God. It is God the only Son, who is close to the Father's heart, who has made him known.

Somewhere in a winter night
The angels begin their flight;
Dark skies with miles to go,
No footsteps to be lost in snow.

They fly to you, O new-born king
They fly to you, oh angels sing

One is sorrow, one is peace
One will come to give you sleep
One is comfort, one is grief
One will take the tears you weep

New star in a midnight sky
In heaven all the angels fly

Soft wings so true and all things
They will give to you

Somewhere in a winter night
The angels begin their flight

Tonight all sing
Oh angels, a new-born king