The sound of Christmas is in the air
The aura of Christmas is everywhere
Decorations are hanging for all to see
Each home is bedecked with a Christmas tree.
Cards and letters arrive by the score
Reminding us all of our friends once more
The stores have been laden with toys since this Fall
The boys and the girls want some of them all
The talk is of Santa and his eight reindeer
Rudolph the Red Nose, is no longer a spare
Logistics are thrown far once again
Our fairytale hero will survive all disdain.
If Christmas is treated, just like it should be
The emphasis will not focus on you or on me
The truth of the birth of the barn that day
Born in a stable…in a manger with hay
Clothed in garments resembling death
This is the place He took His first breath.
The shepherds had heard the angels on high
The birth of the Savior, announced from the sky
They headed for Bethlehem, singing again
The joyful refrain, “Jesus has come, dwelling as man.”
They saw Him and fell in adoration and praise
This type of worship would fill all their days.
Are things any different than what they were then?
You have to believe it, look at Christmas again.
Christ is removed and Santa enthroned
Commercialism is all that we hear being intoned
What people want turns into what do we need
The whole of this Season is wrapped up in greed.
I cannot be responsible for what others have done
For me this Season means getting back to the Son
It means that somehow, in the midst of this celebration
We begin sharing afresh, our Hope and Salvation
The Babe that was born in a Bethlehem stall
Came to rescue, redeem, and offer pardon to all
Let’s refresh our thinking, let us proclaim His Name
Jesus! Jesus! He is ever the same
With the angels, exalting sing: Glory to God!
He has offered “peace”, He has visited our sod
“Joy to the World the Lord is Come!” what a proclamation!
This Christmas, let this Jesus have our adoration.