The Joy of Christmas


All good things given us come from heaven.

Though things on earth aren't always even.

But Christmas gives us a reason.

To share with others, the joy of the season.

 
Joy doesn't have to be wrapped in a box.

Or does it have to be a visit from St Nicholas.

But a kind act, like the one on that first Christmas.

Give someone the joy of Christmas.

 
We decorate and light holiday trees.

We celebrate with our families.

But pray that others would find peace.

And for the world’s conflicts at this time to cease.
 

Show them more than just the Christmas story.

A child born without wealth or glory.

But true love as displayed by you.

Give someone a reason to celebrate too.


Give the gift of peace and love, gifts we can't do without.
The Joys of Christmas was recently added to "The Cry of our Children'
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