The Herald And The Heralded, is from Ordinary Time.
I featured another one of their songs yesterday, which is reason enough to listen around and include something else of their in Christmas Songs.
The Angels squeezed into our sky
Now filled and bright to scorch the eye
Like lightening gathered, standing still
Lighting valleys, fields and hills
What message to the world could raise
Choirs to burst the earth with praise?
News too big for history,
or creation to contain?
He has come! He has come!
Greet him and be greeted, soul.
The proud, they never thought to fear
And the humble hardly dared to hope
For his coming, but the Lord is here!
The herald and the heralded
They never were so strangely paired
The hosts of glory point the way
To a child unnoticed in the hay.
This dim lit room with earthen floor
Was praised with light that filled the sky
Choruses that split the air
Yield now to the lullaby
We who lived to see him die
Lived to see him rise again
We wait amidst the joy and fear
For the day he promised when,
He will his own announcer be.
Then the sky will split again
proud and humble, rich and poor;
All will see his coming then.
(c) Ordinary Time 2016