The First Christmas Gift

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Reason for the Season!

THE FIRST CHRISTMAS GIFT

An angel came to Mary
And said, "You'll have a Son.
His name will be called Jesus
He'll be God's only Son."

The time came for the census,
They must go to Bethlehem.
For Caesar ordered taxes
To be sought from each of them.

They set out on their journey,
Mary's time was close at hand.
They traveled for so many days,
Across the desert sand.

As they reached their destination,
Mary knew the time was near,
To deliver as the prophets said,
Our Savior, oh, so dear.

Joseph searched for lodging,
There was no place to stay,
So they settled in a stable
And laid Him in the hay.

As shepherds tended rams and ewes,
An angel came to bring them news,
"For on this day a child is born,
He truly is God's only Son."

The wisemen spied a glowing star.
It took them on a journey far,
To Bethlehem where Jesus lay,
With ox and ass upon the hay.

And Mary smiled at each new guest.
She knew their's was a special quest,
To bring Christ gifts of myrrh and gold.
The night was clear and crisp and cold.

And in a manager on the hay,
Our newborn Lord and Savior lay.
An earthly gift was sent our way,
From whence we celebrate Christmas Day.

Oh, God...
Help us to rightly remember the birth of Jesus,
That we may share in the songs of the angels,
The gladness of the shepherds,
And the worship of the wisemen.
May the Christmas morning make us happy
To be Your children.

Robert Louis Stevenson

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