[lyte id="brmRUlKbF7g" audio="true" /]What child is this Who lay to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping
So bring him incense, gold and myrrh Come peasant king to own him The King of Kings salvation brings Let loving hearts enthrone him
This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring him laud The Babe, the Son of Mary
O raise, raise a song on high His mother sings a lullaby Joy, oh joy for Christ is born The Babe, the son of Mary
“My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has looked on the humble estate of his servant. For behold, from now on all generations will call me blessed; for he who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is his name. And his mercy is for those who fear him from generation to generation. He has shown strength with his arm; he has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts; he has brought down the mighty from their thrones and exalted those of humble estate; he has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he has sent away empty. He has helped his servant Israel, in remembrance of his mercy, as he spoke to our fathers, to Abraham and to his offspring forever.”
Mary is bestowed with an honor greater than any other. She is to carry and raise the Son of God. No-one has ever been given the degree of responsibility and privilege that Mary received. What is her response to this, the greatest of all assignments? She is humbled. She is not puffed up or proud. She is humbled. Her greatest concern is the glory of God and her greatest privilege is to be His servant. Regardless of the significance of her task, she views herself as just another character in the bigger story. God is the star and she couldn’t be happier.
FATHER be our great delight! Let us serve You and honor You with all we have!