Within a humble stable,
The Light of the World was born.
Lying in a manger bed,
No gold or silver adorn.
Hope came to a weary world,
Announced with heavenly light.
Angels proclaimed the Good News
Wearing robes of purest white.
The radiance of a star
Brought kings from a far-off land.
They came to worship Jesus,
As His father, God, had planned.
May beams of grace and mercy
Enlighten our souls with peace.
Through power of the scripture,
Give anxious fears swift release.
Dear Savior, Light of the World,
Our joy is complete in You.
Please help us to be beacons
In things that we say and do.
~~A poem by Saundra Sandrock, long-time Pender Member