Dear Lord,


it sure would be nice

to look out my window pane

and watch the white fall

to the ground

from these skies so grey.


How others would laugh at me

and maybe even scorn,

if they knew how much I long

for the white to fall and fall.


But when it comes upon this land

it serves to remind me so,

that as You look upon my heart

it is whiter than the snow.


The red, red blood of Jesus

has cleansed me from my sin

so please, dear Lord, I ask You

the white from the clouds

to descend.


And once again this Christmas

I’ll remember why He came,

and my heart is pure and spotless

whiter than the snow

I see out my windowpane.


~Marcie Bridges

©10, December 2001

All Rights Reserved.


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