The Christmas Post

Well, here we are again.

As I often do, I'm sitting here in my cubicle farm, blowing off work/deadlines and typing away on my own blog. But it's the day before the office closes for Christmas, most of the people are gone (drinking, traveling, drinking-and-traveling), and it's finally getting quiet around here.

I find it peaceful when I'm the only one left in my gigantic open-concept office. And today, being pre-Christmas and all, that leads me to what I do just about every year at this time, when the coworkers have scattered: Pop open "O Holy Night".

Almost everyone knows the song, but I prefer to read it. I find the lyrics (be it the really, really old versions or more modern translations) tremendously powerful, but also a bit poignant (like Christmas has become for me).

Reading and reflecting on the song is one of the few things that I still enjoy about Christmas. Now that I have a blog, I can share! Maybe you'll enjoy reading and quietly reflecting too.

O Holy Night, John Sullivan Dwight version, 1855ish

"O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining,

It is the night of the dear Savior's birth.

Long lay the world in sin and error pining.

Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,

For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!

O night divine, the night when Christ was born;

O night divine, O night divine!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,

With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.

O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming,

Now come the wisemen from out of the Orient land.

The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger;

In all our trials born to be our friend.

He knows our need, our weakness is no stranger,

Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!

Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;

His law is love and His gospel is peace.

Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother;

And in His name all oppression shall cease.

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,

Let all within us praise His holy name.

Christ is the Lord! O praise His Name forever,

His power and glory evermore proclaim!

His power and glory evermore proclaim!

Merry Christmas, everyone.

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