{"id":561,"date":"2016-09-24T18:43:45","date_gmt":"2016-09-24T18:43:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/?p=561"},"modified":"2016-09-24T18:43:45","modified_gmt":"2016-09-24T18:43:45","slug":"kryst","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tjerkstra.com\/wordpress\/lyrysk-deiboek\/kryst\/","title":{"rendered":"Kryst"},"content":{"rendered":"<table class=\"contentpaneopen\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td class=\"contentheading\" width=\"100%\"><\/td>\n<td class=\"buttonheading\" align=\"right\" width=\"100%\"><a title=\"PDF\"> <img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/images\/M_images\/pdf_button.png\" alt=\"PDF\" name=\"image\" align=\"middle\" border=\"0\" \/> <\/a><\/td>\n<td class=\"buttonheading\" align=\"right\" width=\"100%\"><a title=\"Print\"> <img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/images\/M_images\/printButton.png\" alt=\"Print\" name=\"image\" align=\"middle\" border=\"0\" \/> <\/a><\/td>\n<td class=\"buttonheading\" align=\"right\" width=\"100%\"><a title=\"E-mail\"> <img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/images\/M_images\/emailButton.png\" alt=\"E-mail\" name=\"image\" align=\"middle\" border=\"0\" \/> <\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<table class=\"contentpaneopen\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td colspan=\"2\" valign=\"top\">Ik kaam nei Itens om fan kryst te hearren,<br \/>\nit wie in j\u00fbn mei r\u00fbzich waar,<br \/>\ngjin skiep te sjen en ek gjin stjerren,<br \/>\nmar yn de tsjerke wie it waarm.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" title=\"Image\" src=\"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/images\/stories\/deiboek\/ynternet_100_1364.jpg\" alt=\"Image\" width=\"450\" height=\"338\" border=\"0\" hspace=\"6\" \/><\/p>\n<p>De godgelearde wie wol oan te hearren<br \/>\noer hoe&#8217;t de skriuwers it ferhaal<br \/>\nfan Jezus&#8217; bertedei ferklearren,<br \/>\nop eigen wize, elk syn taal.<\/p>\n<p>Matt\u00e9\u00fcs skreau foar eigen folk, de Joaden:<br \/>\nde lang ferwachte Davids Soan,<br \/>\nas byfigueren trije boaden,<br \/>\ndy bea\u00ebn har geskinken oan.<\/p>\n<p>Mar Lukas rjochte him foaral op Griken:<br \/>\nit berntsje yn &#8217;t Romeinske Ryk,<br \/>\nde r\u00fbge hoeders, sa die bliken,<br \/>\ndy wiene keizers kroan te ryk.<\/p>\n<p>Fan Davids Soan en stille nacht en hoeders,<br \/>\nferhalen fan elk syn gelyk,<br \/>\nik doarme nei it oargel, woe dus<br \/>\nin brek foar ingelemuzyk.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" title=\"Image\" src=\"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/images\/stories\/deiboek\/ynternet_000_0025.jpg\" alt=\"Image\" width=\"338\" height=\"450\" border=\"0\" hspace=\"6\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Ik kaam werom \u00fat Itens fan it hearren<br \/>\noer kryst, it wie noch r\u00fbzich waar,<br \/>\nop st\u00e2l en huzen blonken stjerren<br \/>\nen yn de auto wie it waarm.<\/p>\n<p>Yn Easterein in krystman yn syn slide,<br \/>\nin kleurich reau yn stille nacht,<br \/>\nin flits en dan wer fierder ride,<br \/>\ngjin trouwe hoeder hold de wacht.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" title=\"Image\" src=\"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/images\/stories\/deiboek\/ynternet_000_0030.jpg\" alt=\"Image\" width=\"450\" height=\"338\" border=\"0\" hspace=\"6\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Ik stoppe by it h\u00fbs &#8216;De Gouden Engel&#8217;<br \/>\nen flitste wer, in nuver ding,<br \/>\nit wie gjin krystman en gjin ingel,<br \/>\nmar wol bys\u00fbnder s\u00fbnderling.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" title=\"Image\" src=\"http:\/\/www.tjerkstra.com\/images\/stories\/deiboek\/ynternet_000_0032.jpg\" alt=\"Image\" width=\"450\" height=\"338\" border=\"0\" hspace=\"6\" \/><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ik kaam nei Itens om fan kryst te hearren, it wie in j\u00fbn mei r\u00fbzich waar, gjin skiep te sjen en ek gjin stjerren, mar yn de tsjerke wie it waarm. De godgelearde wie wol oan te hearren oer hoe&#8217;t de skriuwers it ferhaal fan Jezus&#8217; bertedei ferklearren, op eigen wize, elk syn taal. 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