A Haunting Melody

In the midst of all the clamour
That a Christmas Season brings,
There is a haunting melody
That in the chaos rings.

It speaks of God’s compassion,
Of His boundless love and grace,
A manger with a baby small
To save the human race.

It points to His perfection
As the chosen Lamb of God,
As countless steps are chronicled
Upon the path He trod.

It whispers of the price He paid
While on the cross He hung;
Our sins upon His body laid,
He our forgiveness won.

It laughs that death was powerless
To keep Him prisoner;
Triumphant He arose on high
Our Mighty Conqueror.

And thus amidst the turmoil
Of the Christmas holiday,
There is a haunting melody
That blesses me each day.