Bethlehem – The City of Jesus
By Denise Matthews
he City of Jesus,
A Light on a hill;
Forever now shining,
Impeccable zeal.
A Light I once shadowed
The world all around
A Light brightly shining
Now beckoning found.
I saw a slight glimmer,
But soon turned away.
“I see in the darkness”
My pride then would say.
But then the day soon came
When I could not see,
This Light on a hilltop,
This Savior for me.
So scared and so frightened,
And begging to see;
The Light on the hilltop
Was sent just for me.
The more that I cried out,
The brighter it grew;
It called me by my name
‘Twas then that I knew.
The City of Jesus
The plan was for me
The Savior was born there
And He set me free.