Until Christ Is Formed In You – (A poem by my husband)
Until Christ is Formed in You There is a Christmas morn Celebrated each an’ every day When Christ the Saviour is born Not in feeding trough or hay But in hearts who choose, believing Having seen the Son of God Through faith in hearing, receiving The Life from up above That Life grows daily increasing In hearts of those now changed Ever fuller, deeper, wider None will ever be the same A will of our own no longer…