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The Final Word
You and me we use so very many clumsy words.
The noise of what we often say is not worth being heard.
When the Father's Wisdom wanted to communicate His love,
He spoke it in one final perfect Word.
He spoke the Incarnation and then so was born the Son.
His final word was Jesus, He needed no other one.
Spoke flesh and blood so He could bleed and make a way Divine.
And so was born the baby who would die to make it mine.
And so the Father's fondest thought took on flesh and bone.
He spoke the living luminous Word, at once His will was done.
And so the transformation that in man had been unheard
Took place in God the Father as He spoke that final Word.
He spoke the Incarnation and then so was born the Son.
His final word was Jesus, He needed no other one.
Spoke flesh and blood so He could bleed and make a way Divine.
And so was born the baby who would die to make it mine.
And so the Light became alive
And manna became Man.
Eternity stepped into time
So we could understand.
He spoke the Incarnation and then so was born the Son.
His final word was Jesus, He needed no other one.
Spoke flesh and blood so He could bleed and make a way Divine.
And so was born the baby who would die to make it mine.
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And so was born the baby who would die to make it mine.
Spoke flesh and blood so He could bleed and make a way Divine.
His final word was Jesus, He needed no other one.
He spoke the Incarnation and then so was born the Son.
So we could understand.
Eternity stepped into time
And manna became Man.
And so the Light became alive
And so was born the baby who would die to make it mine.
Spoke flesh and blood so He could bleed and make a way Divine.
His final word was Jesus, He needed no other one.
He spoke the Incarnation and then so was born the Son.
Took place in God the Father as He spoke that final Word.
And so the transformation that in man had been unheard
He spoke the living luminous Word, at once His will was done.
And so the Father's fondest thought took on flesh and bone.
And so was born the baby who would die to make it mine.
Spoke flesh and blood so He could bleed and make a way Divine.
His final word was Jesus, He needed no other one.
He spoke the Incarnation and then so was born the Son.
He spoke it in one final perfect Word.
When the Father's Wisdom wanted to communicate His love,
The noise of what we often say is not worth being heard.
You and me we use so very many clumsy words.
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