December 23 — O Emmanuel
“Our king and our lawgiver, the hope of the nations and their Saviour: Come and save us, O Lord our God.”
Where are you?
Can’t you come any faster?
Do you not see the innocent slaughtered?
Do you not see the hungry starved?
When will you come O God With Us?
Where will your forces land?
Where will you hold the war crimes trials?
When will you take the greedy who took our food and hope?
O God of Justice
When will we get our justice?
Surely you will come as our Warrior
And make them pay.
How can a child give us
How can a maiden
Shake off our oppressors?
What good is it
To share our lives and our suffering?
Our drive-by crimes of casual slaughter
Our hopes dashed by greed and addiction
O Come God With Us
And soften our hearts
To know you have chosen to be one of us
To know our victory is in compassion
O Child of Grace and Comfort
O Child of Pain and Division
Show us the Star that leads beyond Calvary
and Lead us into peace.
December 22 — O Rex Gentium
“O King of all the nations, the only joy of every human heart; O Keystone of the mighty arch of man, come and save the creature you fashioned from the dust.”
Dust thou art — to the Stars you are called
Leave the dark of agony
The cold of loneliness
Go out to welcome your King
King of All Hearts
King of the World
Line the runways
Announce His coming on the loud speakers
You have only your chains to shed
Your shackles to break
By your word of forgiveness
By exchanging your heart for His
Death has no more claim
Open the gates to the Stars of Grace
Welcome in the joy and peace
Of mercy given, mercy received.
December 21 — O Oriens
“O Radiant Dawn, splendor of eternal light, sun of justice: come and shine on those who dwell in darkness and in the shadow of death.”
The shortest day gives way
to the Unconquered Son
The darkness of wrong
Gives way to the Sun of Justice
The sun returns
A pale reflection of Eternal Light
On those in the darkness of
Addiction, greed, and fear
Darkness underneath the bright lights and
Colors of the Christmas tree
Shines in blurriness of the winter heart
Seated by the fire in 500 watts of dim.
In the bright Santa Cruz sun
Bouncing on the bright slate blue
Open our hearts to singing sails
Of salt breeze setting all of us captives free.
December 20 – O Clavis David
“O Key of David, O royal Power of Israel controlling at your will the gate of Heaven: Come, break down the prison walls of death for those who dwell in darkness and the shadow of death; and lead your captive people into freedom.”
And lead us into Freedom
The promised land
Out of our darkness
Fear, anxiety, and certainty
Break down the prisons
of our making
Those with wall to wall carpets
Harboring unforgiven hurt
With swimming pools
and security cameras
with sweeping vistas
Fending off death with denial
O Sol Invictus, Unconquered Sun
Fade the street lamps
of our night
With your dawn O Risen Son.
December 19 – O Radix Jesse
“O Flower of Jesse’s stem, you have been raised up as a sign for all peoples; kings stand silent in your presence; the nations bow down in worship before you. Come, let nothing keep you from coming to our aid.”
Logged clean, the chosen people swept away,
Isaiah announced that even the stumps would be blown away.
Yet from the root God would restore His people,
The chosen ones the Cedars of Lebanon
But that flower of Jesse, David’s line,
Was lifted high on a tree
With the mocking sign, King of the Jews,
Proved true on the third day.
Your Kingdom come, O victorious one.
But maybe you should tarry – be fashionably late.
Things are pretty well handled.
We have no kings anymore.
Have another drink, watch some TV,
It’s all good.
Why should I be saved from my comfort?
Why leave Egypt when I can starve here?
This saving thing and your coming
Mess up my schedule.
Gotta pick up the kids and feed them styrofoam.
A disciple’s cross is too hard a price to pay.