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Sunday, December 18, 2011

It's Christmas Time

As I sit beneath the shady pine, my thoughts shout, “It’s Christmas time,” and I am overwhelmed by what Jesus did for me.   

It’s Christmas Time!

There’s wonder so sublime.
My thoughts shout out, “It’s Christmas time!”
A time when a great miracle occurred,
A time when hearts are stirred.

There’s the smell of cinnamon and spice
And everyone makes merry and nice.
There’s the smell of fresh cut cedar and fir
As we remember the gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh.

The trees are all lite and glowing bright.
They’re covered with tinsel.  And what a sight!
Just a reminder of that northern star
Which brought the shepherds from afar,
 Guiding the wise men to where Jesus lay
Amidst the stable hay. 

What a star that must have been-
For around the world it could be seen.
Oh! That we would still rejoice so,
Like the shepherds who followed that starry glow. 

A Savior was born so long ago!
A King that all should want to know.

It’s the Christmas season.
Jesus was born for a reason.
He had only a stable to lay His head-
Not a warm or comfortable bed.
He came to die for all-
A King born in a barnyard stall.   

There is wonder in the air –
It’s a time to praise and to share.
The air is filled with a magic all its own
Because of a baby born in a stable instead of a throne.  
There was glad tidings to share
A Saviour was born, the angels did declare.  

There is joyful music and silver bells that chime-
It’s Christmas time!
                                  Mary Crisp Jameson


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