Christmas Baby

Being born in December No one remembers That you celebrate your birth They are festive and bright To celebrate Christ With days and plays in church There’s Christmas towns And lights all around With family feasts to enjoy You learn very young The birthday party fun Is not more important than the Lord But still it’s a treat To be a Christmas baby Born on December eleventh Cake was still sweet Mom put up the tree And it was just like heaven Because I was alive Two weeks from Christmas time I was considered a gift So even if my friends Forget my birthday again I had a tree up with double gifts It’s a blessing to be A Christmas baby Even if the Lord gets the rejoice I can delight In the festive lights And feel happy to share joy Born in poverty In a manger the history Tells a story of a shining star That guided wise men To the place where in The Christ would win their heart So with gifts They made the long trip Careful to keep the location secret For the child was chosen Prophecy was golden Even enemies believe it The little babe Is the One who saves Born to a virgin named Mary His life is destined With strife and blessings A cross He will carry.