​In the beginning, He was with God. He was God, and together, they created us, and us for the​ ​heavens. Everything created flowed through Him, and without Him, there was nothing.​

​Life began with Him, so when God said, “let there be light,” the light came, and existed exactly​ ​as He led. As the days went on, He would give direction to the waters, the land, creatures of all​ ​kinds, and to man. And they would come alive at the words he said.​

​And we watched, in wonder and awe. For what He created was good, and he had brought life to​ i​t all.​

​But man seemed to forget, and some of us did too, that He who gave life gets to say what those​ l​iving can and can’t do.​

​All-consuming, overwhelming, darkness filled the earth. One of our own ruled over it,​ ​challenging the light’s worth.​

​We watched as they built nations; kingdoms one after the other. We watched them steal each​ ​other’s wives and murder their brothers. They lifted up kings, only to hate them and groan. And​ ​those kings ruled blindly and abused their thrones. The dark wasn’t just around them, it poured​ ​from within. We watched the prince of darkness wield his power over them. And the world grew​ ​darker and darker than it had ever been.​

​We watched, and waited. Is this it? Is this how it ends? The once beautiful creation,​ ​self-destroyed by their sin.​

​But then, we heard whispers, the prophets began to dream, and we would hang on every vision​ ​they saw and every word they would speak. They spoke of a child who would come, a king​ ​who’d change everything. But how could this be? What man could be different than all we have​ ​seen? What king could rule without corruption or greed? What god could exist among man to be​ ​touched, to be seen? Would the creator of light enter darkness so his creation could be freed?​ ​And we heard as the people suffering screamed…​

​Deliver Us…Deliver Us…Deliver Us​ ​The Arrival​

​The darkness hung heavy over the night, the earth was quiet and the heavens held their breath,​ ​waiting to see what He would do. The prophets' whispers had become declarations, the creator​ ​was on the move.​

​We watched the earth shift; His creation awakened. Too long they lived in the darkness, where​ ​they hoped and waited. They now hear of his coming, and things begin to change. Even the​ ​stars realign in honor of his name.​

​He is coming…he is coming… he is coming!​

​We race down to earth; people have to know! Their king has come with a manger as His throne!​ ​Don’t be afraid, for this is good news! The government will rest on his shoulders, and the prince​ ​of darkness will lose. The hosts of heaven, we shout of his coming, for we’ve seen his work from​ ​the very beginning. Our song rings out, breaking the silence of the night. Glory, Glory, to God in​ ​the highest! He has come! And the darkness can never overcome the light!​