(Following my custom of writing a new poem for each Christmas, the following was included in the weekly worship guide at Christ Church of Sugar Land for today, December 24.)
It’s Christmas Eve and on this night
A distant moon ago,
In far-off ancient Bethlehem
Where few would even go,
God came to earth, and had His birth
That all the world might know
His love broke in, despite our sin,
His glory thus to show.
For in that stable bare and mean
Where lady Mary lay,
The power of God was swaddled too
Asleep upon the hay.
The shepherds came to see Him
For they heard the angels say,
“The favor of the Lord has come
To earth this glorious day.”
And from afar, the Christmas Star,
Led Wise Men on their way
To find the King, their gifts to bring
And there to kneel and pray.
So may we all, both great and small,
Like them, give thanks and praise
For Christ was born that glorious morn
The joy of all our days.