Of Christmas retold

The infant babe is coming.
The world awaits this promise.
Of the Saviour sent by God.
Emmanuel, God with us.

The story of Christmas told.
Not a fairytale, not a fable.
I never tire of Christmas retold.
Born this day is Christ the Lord.

That first Christmas, a gift.
Our King had no finery; no luxury.
A humble stable with sheep and shepherd.
And from Heaven, God’s angels sang.

Gloria in Excelsis Deo. He is born.
The Star of Bethlehem the brightest.
A silent night on the most holy of nights.
To Jesus we bow down in adoration.

By C.E. Pereira


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