Christmas Paradox

What a paradox Christmas night,
As the stars burn bright and the angels frightning!
Inconceivable, Christmas morn
Was Eternity born.
Awful paradox Christmas night:
Human sin our plight, condemnation righteous!
Inconceivable holy sigh
Tells Omnipotence, “Die.”
   Anger and love united above,
   Beloved sinners on the earth.
   Justice demands, mercy expands
   Becomes this inconceivable birth.
Holy paradox Christimas night:
In the dark come light as the weak Almighty
Inconceivable holy plan
Comes God made man. 
[Thanks to Heather Reyes on flute.]

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