It came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus, that all the world should be taxed…and all went to be taxed, every one into his own city. Luke 2:1–3
On a day when men were counted,
God became the Son of Man,
That His name in every census
Should be entered was His plan.
God, the Lord of all creation,
Humbly takes a creature’s place;
He whose form no man has witnessed
Has today a human face.
On a night, while silent shepherds
Watched their flocks upon the plain,
Came a message with its summons
Brought by song of angel train:
Lo, in Bethlehem’s little village
Has arrived the shepherd King,
And each shepherd to his Master
Must his sheep as offering bring.
When there shone the star of David
In the spangled eastern sky,
Kings arrived to pay their homage
To the Christ, the Lord most high.
Yet not all, for lo, there soundeth
Through the streets a fearful cry;
For a king who will not worship
Has decreed that Christ must die.
Yet it’s Christmas, and we greet Him,
Coming even now to save;
For the Lord of our salvation
Was not captive to the grave.
Out of Egypt came the Savior,
Man’s Immanuel to be—
Christmas shines with Easter glory,
Glory of eternity.