Poetry

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What wonders to be in the fields that day
When Shepherds watched their sheep at play
To hear the heavenly angels sing
The glory’s of their Heavenly King
Where Virgin Mary in yonder stall
Gave birth unto the Lord of all
How prophets, priests, and earthly kings
Would crown Him Lord of everything
What wonder to be in the fields that day

What wonder to be in the field this day
Where people hurt and need to pray
Where lives are lost because of sin
And Jesus seeks to live within
Souls at stake in this battle sure
Our Victory, oh, so very near
Deep joy and compassion the Christian’s trait
To help the lost in their estate
What wonder to be in the field this day

What wonder to be in His field that day
Where the lion and lamb lay down to play
Where sinner’s redeemed make haste to praise
That Saviour, Who from death was raised
Who’s given new life to everyone
Who’ve believed in Jesus as God’s own Son
Hark the herald with angels we’ll sing
Glory to God and to Christ our King
What wonder to be in His field that day!

Copyright Gary James Smith Nov. 14, 2004
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