God's Gift - Poem by Richard Beene
On a beautiful, crisp, crystal clear morn,
Jesus Christ, our living Savior was born.
To save the world from sin and strife,
He would later willingly give up his life.
For all who would repent and then believe,
Eternal life, his gift, they would receive.
The shepherds were frightened at the glorious sight,
Of the angels that appeared in the sky that night.
And left their owners with their flocks of sheep,
To go to the stable to bow at the Christ child's feet.
The wise men hurried to the town of Bethlehem,
Following the star that through the journey had led them.
Jesus was in a manger in the stable that day,
No room or a bed as he lay on the hay.
Mary and Joseph were so excited that they bowed down,
For the presence of the Christ child was all around.
The living Messiah was sent that day from above,
And through him we would all feel God's love.
We now celebrate this occasion on a day set aside,
Thanking God for is love as in him we abide.
Merry Christmas to all who celebrate this birth,
For through his coming we have 'Peace on Earth'.
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