Born to Die

 





    One Christmas memory from my childhood is of a particular Christmas cantata my dad sang in.  The title was "Born to Die" and the theme song is burned in my heart and mind to this day. I find myself singing its words many times a year, but especially during the Christmas season. It is a beautiful melody and the words are even more powerful. 

As we prepare our hearts for this Christmas weekend, I encourage you to take time to think through the reason Jesus came. This wasn't just a vacation from Heaven or a time to check out how the mortals live. This was an intentional and pre-ordained coming of God to earth as a man who was destined to die a crucifixion death. Jesus knew all of this and He knew the anguish and pain that bearing the sins of the world would bring. He knew that He would experience the agony of separation from God as He did this. We know the grave didn't hold Him. Praise God! Jesus defeated death allowing us to live forever with Him! This is the most beautiful love story ever written. What amazing love!

I hope the words of this song will help you to rejoice in the love Jesus showed to us at Christmas:

Born to Die

On the night Christ was born, Just before break of morn,
As the stars in the sky were fading,
O’er the place where He lay, Fell a shadow cold and gray
Of a cross that would humble a King.

(Chorus)
Born to die upon Calv’ry,
Jesus suffered my sin to forgive;
Born to die upon Calv’ry,
He was wounded that I might live.

Jesus knew when He came He would suffer in shame;
He could feel ev’ry pain and sorrow.
But He left Paradise, With His blood He paid the price -
My redemption to Jesus I owe.

Born to die upon Calv’ry,
Jesus suffered my sin to forgive;
Born to die upon Calv’ry,
He was wounded that I might live.

From His throne Jesus came, Laid aside Heaven’s fame
In exchange for the cross of Calv’ry;
For my gain suffered loss, For my sin He bore the cross -
He was wounded and I was set free.

Born to die upon Calv’ry,
Jesus suffered my sin to forgive;
Born to die upon Calv’ry,
He was wounded that I might live.

Dearest Lord, evermore May Thy cross I adore
As I follow the path to Calv’ry;
Of Thy death I partake, My ambition I forsake -
All my will I surrender to Thee.

Born to die upon Calv’ry,
Jesus suffered my sin to forgive;
Born to die upon Calv’ry,
He was wounded that I might live.


Words & music by Ron Hamilton

Merry Christmas!!

💓Heather Sparks💓

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