HONORING THE CHRIST CHILD
Christmas carols are being sung,
As bells are joyfully being rung,
Heralding the Christ Child’s birth,
As Christmas Day, we celebrate with mirth.
But lets think of Joseph and Mary now,
As they must find an Inn, they vow.
All are full, where will they go,
As Mary is nigh, a holy child to bestow.
A stable they see before them,
With sheep and lambs, they hurry in,
The time is almost now,
When many holy men will bow.
A manger is turned into a crib,
A bird above sings cheep, cheep, cheep,
Straw, Joseph lays in the manger,
The baby cries,
This story I have often heard,
Tears always fill my eyes.
A star shines brightly in the sky,
Three wise men see it way up high.
They follow it to the holy babe,
Who with miracles one day,
Would pave the way,
For faith in ever lasting life.
The Wise Men from the East they came
With one ambition,
Gold, frankincense and myrrh they brought,
To honor the Christ child
Was their mission.
Shepherds saw the star and also came
To Bethlehem to bring the Christ child
Gifts of faith and love, gratitude
And devotion, all spiritual gifts,
The distance traveled by these lowly
Folk my soul did stir,
My spirit pounded, His birth heralded
With heavenly angelic flair.
As the Christ child grew into a man,
Jesus his name, He sent forth
Disciples of his faith,
Who spread the Christian faith,
As he so often preached and saith.
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