The Carnal Christian treads through ash-strewn gloom, A faith like embers choked in muddy haze, Claws scrape at ghosts, their tarnish dripping doom, They swap the lily’s glow for briars’ blaze. The Passionate Disciple storms through fire, Christ’s voice a gale that roars through marrow’s core, Kneels deep in dusk, lips trembling with desire, A root that shatters granite, drenched in lore. One staggers blind through mist, chasing glint’s deceit, One drinks where diamond torrents carve and chime, Flesh swathes the first in frost-bit shroud’s retreat, While love ignites the next with wings of rhyme. So carnal husks dissolve in twilight’s sigh, Yet Christ’s fierce love turns tears to endless sky.
And she shall bring forth a son, and thou shalt call his name JESUS: for he shall save his people from their sins. Now all this was done, that it might be fulfilled which was spoken of the Lord by the prophet, saying, Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, And they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.
Matthew 1:21-23
Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name: 10that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; 11and that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.