Christmas, a Time of Reverence
There is a special time each year,
a moment of much reflection,
The birth of Christ our savior, then,
and some, to find an objection.
Born in a stable at Bethlehem,
the Baby Jesus, such a precious one,
marked on this date, of the holy child,
His honor, we shall never shun.
His miracles are there for a world to see,
our Savior shared with us all,
He healed the sick, made lame to walk,
and the blind saw, with his call.
Made wine from water, fed a fish to many,
these wonders of our Lord,
for just In our following Him, we cannot fail,
all people in one accord.
Who would believe this child to be born,
so meek, in the stable there,
then to become our chosen one,
and lead us from this life of despair.
To give up His life upon that cross,
so that we now could all be saved,
then walk a glorious road,
where heaven's golden streets are paved.
Christmas is the time of the year,
to respect and honor our Lord's birth,
a glorious time of the celebration,
full of joyful tidings and of such mirth.
It's a very holy time, and for a deliverance
of our Creator's special gift,
a time to be shared by all people of God,
and in this, their souls to uplift.
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