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What Is This All About

The trees, the holly the pine scent and folly? What’s this season all about? Is it joy? the sales, gifts or newest toy? What is this anger all about? causing folks to curse, stress, shout When one excludes the name of names, you say their different causing shame? What is our culture all about, religious people scream, shout? Sane people all are going mad, this event should make us glad! When did our fellow man decide other people should go, run, hide? We have forgot, left meaning there we threaten, fight, hate, don’t share! How is it we have come so far from the little drummers drum? To offer peace on earth, good will t’ward men, we fight, scold, and kill! How did we get so far away from where that precious baby lay? Where the magi once brought their gifts from the point where angelic voices lifts? From lowly sheperds humble pleas to see the king of kings once please To give them hope and lo once more tell all people shore to shore! We now have hope, love, grace, among us in a dark and lonely place! Love came upon the earth that day sad it now seems so very far away But we can reclaim, get it back! Our Lord was put upon that rack to save us from ourselves you see to walk the shores of Galilee He knew someday we would try to kill the loving-kindness only he instills he walked intently up the hill to show his love for us is still. In a dark and lonely place He gave to us his saving grace! So when we tread shopping malls, we get mad at traffic stalls Remember why we All are here 'twas him who gave us lasting cheer Don’t try to force his love you see He shares that gift with you and me Think about the manger and the hay think about this holy day and why he was born in Bethlehem and why he is coming back again!

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