Bright moon, scattered stars; so solitary is creation.
The universe which God has created is especially
silent on this night.
It waits with bated breath
for the Lord of Creation to return.
The universe belongs to God,
it is his home.
Silence reigns supreme.
The flowers of the field sway gently
in the moonlight.
This night, the vast earth awaits
the homecoming of our Creator God.
The vast earth and open fields belong to God,
they are his home.
Bethlehem lies dreaming.
In his gentle mother’s arms,
the babe sleeps peacefully this night.
The City of David awaits
the homecoming of David’s descendant.
The town of Bethlehem belongs to him,
it is his home.
My bones, my flesh, my blood, my lungs and my heart,
were all made by his hand.
This night, my heart is at peace,
awaiting my Creator’s return.
My heart belongs to him,
it is his home.
Advent prayer from China
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But you, O Bethlehem Ephrathah,
who are too little to be among the clans of Judah,
from you shall come forth for me
one who is to be ruler in Israel,
whose coming forth is from of old,
from ancient days.
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