I come, I come to the last week before,
and wish to shop for presents nevermore.
Make straight the way that leads to my bed,
because I'm feeling re-ally dead.
Rejoice! Rejoice! I come the week before
and ransom coffee from my local store.
I come to wisdom from on high
that caffeine will soon energize.
The path of peace is just days away--
it soon will stop and sitting I will stay. R.
I come to realize that setting free
the kids beneath the Christmas tree
was not the best move you'll ever see,
now Christmas presents large maracas be. R.
I come, I need a Day-spring soon to cheer
my spirits by this advent here--
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
Consumerism put to flight. R.
I come with a Key of King David, come,
Twill open wide our much disheveled home;
Make safe our hearts from shopping and stress,
And help us now appreciate our mess. R.
I come to plead the Lord of might,
Still Lord at the gift-buying's heightPlease help us recall what advent is,
and let our neighbor love her wrapped Cheese Whiz. R.
I come, with amaryllis root and tree,
I come with jars of pre-made nut cookies,
and cards promised in February for all:
All peoples on Thy mercy call. R.
I ask, Desire of nations, bind
in one the hearts of humankind;
Bid Thou our self-made craziness cease,And be Thyself our King of Peace. R.