Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Christmas Morn'

Wise men told the stories of old
Of one who is more precious than gold

Who on that Christmas morn'
In a stable He was born

Why was this one who came to earth
Of such special birth?

Because He was to die a death you see.
To pay the punishment for both you and me.

We had done a crime
For what we had done like stolen and lied
And because of that we were given a fine.

A fine that was too great that we could not pay.
We could not even try to work our way.

Our only hope is Christ who is the way, the truth, and the life.
Only he could suffice

So He came to earth to pay the fine
And on the cross He would die.
And on the the third day He would rise
For he defeated death and the grave and is alive

He paid the fine so that we might be free
So we shall be ever grateful and follow Him indeed.

So remember that on that glorious morn'
In a stable your Savior was born.

And spread that same story of old
Of the one who is now more precious to you than gold

So that other people will hear and see
And become free like you and me
And let it all be
For God's awesome glory.

by Michelle Miano


SFAforester said...

I like it! :)

Anonymous said...

I love this poem - full of love and thoughtfullness! Puts a real meaning to Christmas. God Bles you! Thanks.