God's Face

Throughout history the tribes of humanity
Have always ached and longed to touch the Divine
To see the creator, the Maker of sentient life,
To know, truly know what the Face of God was like

You showed just a glimpse on the mountain of Sinai
For you knew that Moses couldn't live and see your face,
Your light was so blinding in brightness it stabbed the soul
A sight just so beautiful it had the power to kill.

But in Bethlehem we glimpsed the breath of the Universe
In miniature. Wrinkly, red and barely one foot long.
The GOD. The One whose name we could not even say
Now becoming human. Humanity reborn.

And now we can see what the Face of God is like
We can glimpse you in the cow-shed with trust within your eyes
And now we can see that this baby changes everything
We had lost the path to Heaven but you came to show the way.

Thank you, Christ Jesus for now becoming touchable.
For risking being vulnerable. So weak you could be crushed.
For showing us yourself and the beauty of the physical.
For teaching us to power of love, and showing us the way
Back home.

2000 years have passed and we listen to the memories
Of the marvellous things you said. The promises you gave.
And we know how much we need you. In some ways nothing's changed
Except
Now our planets dying, And we're running out of time.

War still harms the innocent. The rich waste food while children starve.
Society is still quite sick, and each year it gets worse.
Yet instead of us having the power to really to mend this world
We console ourselves by shopping.To help relieve the hurt.