I want to tell you a story that is priceless and old,
A story prophets of old, wondrously foretold.
Gabriel, an angel of God, brought Mary the news,
She was the one our Father was so careful to choose.
Her questions were many, but she didn't inquire,
Wishing only to do what the Lord would desire.
To Joseph...how could she possibly explain ?
Her family and friends...what about gossip and shame ?
Faithfully, she trusted and was wonderfully blessed.
Always knowing in her heart......His will is best !
As Mary and Joseph returned to the place of their birth
A multitude of angels stood watchful guard on Earth
A humble servant of God to behold,
As the magnitude of His love was about to unfold.
Walking all day, over a rough and dangerous road
Or on the back of a donkey, she was a treasured load.
Weary from traveling all day long...
...Birth pains were coming fast and strong.
I'm sure she was a radiant, beautiful sight,
As she prepared for that very first Christmas night.
The Inn was full, there was simply no room...
But the Baby would be coming very soon !!
Imagine Joseph's panic, as he pleaded for his wife,
And the approaching birth of this precious little life.
Jesus was born in a small, dimly lit stable.
The birth of our Savior...it's not a holiday fable !!!!
There were no jewels or fine cloth for Him to wear,
But blanketed with love, and hope to share.
Hovering all around, were the angels of the Lord
Rejoicing the birth of One so adored.
Iluminating the sky, with each shimmering wing,
Now, our voices should echo the praises they sing.
Even the animals had watched and anxiously waited
And joined with the angels as they celebrated.
Ponder the true meaning of this season
...The birth of Christ is the only reason.
Take a moment to bow and pray....
Praise God for the real gift of Christmas day.
A story prophets of old, wondrously foretold.
Gabriel, an angel of God, brought Mary the news,
She was the one our Father was so careful to choose.
Her questions were many, but she didn't inquire,
Wishing only to do what the Lord would desire.
To Joseph...how could she possibly explain ?
Her family and friends...what about gossip and shame ?
Faithfully, she trusted and was wonderfully blessed.
Always knowing in her heart......His will is best !
As Mary and Joseph returned to the place of their birth
A multitude of angels stood watchful guard on Earth
A humble servant of God to behold,
As the magnitude of His love was about to unfold.
Walking all day, over a rough and dangerous road
Or on the back of a donkey, she was a treasured load.
Weary from traveling all day long...
...Birth pains were coming fast and strong.
I'm sure she was a radiant, beautiful sight,
As she prepared for that very first Christmas night.
The Inn was full, there was simply no room...
But the Baby would be coming very soon !!
Imagine Joseph's panic, as he pleaded for his wife,
And the approaching birth of this precious little life.
Jesus was born in a small, dimly lit stable.
The birth of our Savior...it's not a holiday fable !!!!
There were no jewels or fine cloth for Him to wear,
But blanketed with love, and hope to share.
Hovering all around, were the angels of the Lord
Rejoicing the birth of One so adored.
Iluminating the sky, with each shimmering wing,
Now, our voices should echo the praises they sing.
Even the animals had watched and anxiously waited
And joined with the angels as they celebrated.
Ponder the true meaning of this season
...The birth of Christ is the only reason.
Take a moment to bow and pray....
Praise God for the real gift of Christmas day.
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