The Bread of Heaven in a Manger

The Bread of Heaven in a Manger

Written December 24, 2015 

for performance at the Christmas Eve Service 

 Gordonsville Presbyterian Church

Great men have searched, near and far

Solving riddles, chasing starts,

And what they seek, above all else

Is life beyond themselves,

Life beyond themselves.

Is he just a fountain of youth,

This man we call the way and the truth,

The goal of some ancient quest

A myth like all the rest,

A myth like all the rest?

The shepherds stood in the field at night

When all at once a wondrous sight,

Said, "Go and seek the king of kings

In a manger sound asleep,

A manger sound asleep."

They must have wondered how this could be,

What a marvel just to see

The Child of God in slumber deep

In a trough where creatures feed

A trough where creatures feed.

The child, of course, grew up and then,

He died on the cross to save all men,

A sacrifice to us was given,

He said his body is the bread of heaven.

His body is the bread of heaven.

He broke bread said, "Of me partake,

Remember always the choice I make,

Like the manna that God had given

I am the bread of heaven.

I am the bread of heaven.

So of course it now makes perfect sense

When we see it from the distant lens

This child who, the shepherds saw

Would be laid in the creature's trough,

Laid in His creature's trough.

So, let's bend the knee for the feast,

Humbly beside our brothers beast,

It's not for holy or perfect men,

But those burdened by sin,

And we're all burdened by sin.

Great men still search, near and far,

Misreading riddles, blind to stars

And what we seek above all else

Is life beyond ourselves.

Life beyond ourselves.

He is more than just a fountain of youth,

No he's the way , the life, and the truth,

He made all life beyond himself

He gives us life beyond ourselves

The sacrifice for life was given

Christ is the bread of heaven