Today’s Christmas hymn is little known and
rarely never sung. It was written by John Newton, who also penned “Amazing Grace” and countless other beauties. In this mediation/song, Newton expresses his wonder and sadness at the human apathy towards the Lord’s incarnation. He rightly claims that our praises should outshine the angels, for Christ came in OUR image, and for OUR redemption!
Flesh of our Flesh
Jesus, who passed the angles by,
Assumed our flesh, to bleed and die;
And still He makes it His abode;
As a man, He fills the throne of God.
Our next of kin, our Brother now,
Is He to whom the angels bow;
They join with us to praise His Name,
But we the nearest interest claim.
But ah! how faint our praises rise!
Sure ’tis the wonder of the skies,
That we, who share His richest love,
So cold and unconcerned should prove.
Oh glorious hour! it comes with speed
When we from sin and darkness freed,
Shall see the God who died for man,
And praise Him more than angels can. 
 C.H. Spurgeon, compiler, Our Own Hymn Book, Reprint and 2nd Ed, Pilgrim Publications, Texas, 2002. Page 66.