Ezekiel 29:21 declares, “On that day I will make a horn grow for the house of Israel, and I will open your mouth among them. Then they will know that I am the Lord.” The word “horn” might bring to mind a trumpet or a Christmas angel blowing one on your holiday cards, but to the Israelites, it carried deeper meaning. A “horn” symbolized strength, power, and authority. The Hebrew word shofar referred both to a ram’s horn used for music and as a container for sacred oil—like the one Samuel used when anointing David king. That connection between the horn and anointing makes perfect sense when we think about Jesus. Zechariah, in Luke 1:68–69, praises God for fulfilling His promise: “He has visited and redeemed His people and has raised up a horn of salvation for us in the house of His servant David.” The “horn” here does not mean a musical instrument or an animal part—it means divine power made visible in human form.
Now, speaking of horns and songs, my grandson Ezekiel—named after that same prophet—once debated me over whether “Jesus Loves Me” was a Christmas song. I said no. He said yes. Guess who won? When I attended his kindergarten Christmas program, their final number was indeed “Jesus Loves Me.” There stood little Zeke, singing with all his heart, proving his point. I had to laugh—and concede—because he was right. It is a Christmas song if you think about it. It celebrates the same truth proclaimed by angels to shepherds: that God loves us so much He came to be with us. Christmas is not just about gifts under a tree but grace wrapped in swaddling clothes. So yes, “Jesus Loves Me” fits perfectly in December—and every other month too.
That simple song captures the essence of the Gospel. “They are weak, but He is strong.” We are fragile, often faltering, but He is mighty—the horn of our salvation. As Paul wrote, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness” (2 Corinthians 12:9). When we admit our frailty, His strength fills us. The baby born in Bethlehem was not weak; He was heaven’s power in human flesh. That is what Ezekiel foresaw, what Zechariah praised, and what little Zeke sang about—Jesus, the strong horn of our salvation, who loves us still.