That First Christmas Eve

That First Christmas Eve

 

Was that first Christmas Eve,a cold bitter night

When our savior came down wrapped as a man

With the weight of the world within his sight

His mighty angels watching over the land

 

Visitors travelled from a distant place

To see the Saviour with arms so wide

Outstretched to welcome a fallen race

Our sins and faults so often denied

 

A king,yet humble,who taught us much

Revealed to man his divine plan

Divine and human,with a common touch

A gift for all time spread through the land

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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A spiritual poem about the true gift of the season
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