Friday, December 23, 2011

More Than an Heirloom

Up in the attic
Down on my knees
Lifetimes of boxes
Timeless to me


 
Letters and photographs
Yellowed with years
Some bringing laughter
Some bringing tears


 
Time never changes
The memories, the faces of loved ones, who bring to me
All that I come from
And all that I live for
And all that I'm going to be...

 
My precious family
Is more than an heirloom to me.

 
Wisemen and shepherds
Down on their knees

 
Bringing their treasures
To lay at his feet


 
Who was this wonder baby yet king
Living and dying
He gave life to me

 
Time never changes

The memory, the moment His love first pierced through me

 
Telling all that I come from
And all that I live for
And all that I'm going to be~
My precious savior
Is more than an heirloom to me

 
 My precious Jesus is more than an heirloom to me.

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