Christ Is Born

Merry Christmas, it's Christ's mass! Unto us a savior is born early as dawn, A voice came upon the shepherds; the savior was born. Atlas the prophecy came to pass! In search, the three stars came from the east, For his work, John prepared his path; the master's master. For his coming,  a virgin became a mother, To answer his prayer, Zakaria died after but in fest. The will of mercy was lost; He came to die and resurrect to restore that which we lost. This day was prophesied and all the nation waited; That time came to pass, 'Emmanuel'! Every nation keep this day in Jolly, But few keep it holy. Christ's birth is mysterious, Even Herold tried to slay him down since this day, But he lived to make us live again. Merry, it's Christ's day!