O Holy Child

One starlit night a child was born,
A manger for His bed.
While angels sang their hymns of praise,
A light shone round His head.

The holy babe, our newborn King,
Though lowly was His birth,
Would save us all from Satan's power
And bring us Peace on Earth.

The people came from near and far
To see this holy child;
To worship Him and bring Him gifts
And bless His mother mild.

For Jesus Christ was born of man
That we would be forgiven.
God's only Son, who died for us,
To make us fit for Heaven.

God's plan for us is that we all
Would know Him through His Son.
That in His grace, we shall not die,
But, evermore, live on.

Oh, gentle Jesus, hear my plea
Be ever at my side,
And I will praise you all my life!
Let your Love be my guide!

Amen

Oh no! Not Another Christmas Poem!

A jolly old fellow named Nick,
Has to travel the world - double-quick!
His choice of a sleigh
Pulled by reindeer, I say,
Makes it quite a remarkable trick.

To spread peace and joy is his pride,
On that wild and magical ride.
He will fly from the scene,
And although never seen,
Good old Santa is famed far and wide.

His task, which he deems a delight,
Is accomplished in one single night.
To deliver a toy
To each girl and boy,
Making sure that their Christmas is bright.

So, my friends, young or old, short or tall,
May your dreams all come true, large or small.
May God grant you good cheer,
Now, and through the New Year.
That's my Christmas wish for you all!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
With lots of love from
Dawn xxxxx