January 1987

 

it is over now

the season of joy

all is as it was

once again

 

but Lord

for a time

we praised your name

glorified our God (the God!)

sang of your birth

and ultimate sacrifice

 

and Lord

for a time

our eyes shone bright

excitement burst forth

through every deed

the world sang of your birth

 

but now, oh Lord

it is over

 

how can it just stop?