Christmastide - Poem by Dexsta Ray
Praise the Most High!
The timeless Christmas times!
Though we opened up
And payed attention to possessions
We marvelled the carnal
But no attention to the best One!
Oh, the bless-ed
Oh, the treasured Christmastide!
So much more than the food
To satisfy the flesh
But about the One who died for us
And I find the 'C' to stand for the 'Christ'
And the 'H' refers to 'Holiness'
The righteous shall thrive
And the 'R' is for to 'Reconcile'
We're talking to God!
The 'I' is for our 'Independence' after we're saved
And the 'S' is for 'Salvation'
We're no longer a
Then the 'T' is for the 'Testimony' given to us
And His death is why we still alive
Forgiven and such
It's a blessing...
We can't forget about His death and message
Let us keep the first the first
Everything that's left
Another year is truly a gift enough
Met a couple of true ones
Along this route
Old or recently
God bless each and every soul
I don't forget a thing
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