The Christmas Story

The Christmas Story

A godly girl and her betrothed
In Nazareth of old,
Both purposed they would honor God
And live for Him we’re told.

Then in the midst of normal life
An angel came to earth
To tell this virgin of the news
About the Savior’s birth.

So few believed her strange account
But John’s dear mother knew,
And from the glad Elizabeth
What strength and hope she drew.

How Far Did You Come?

How Far Did You Come?

How far did You come, Lord Jesus?
How far did You come for me?
How far did it seem from Your throne to a barn,
To time from eternity?

How far did You come, Messiah?
How far did You come to live?
From heaven above to our struggles below
To pardon me and forgive.

How far did You come, Redeemer?
How far did You come to die?

Rediscovering Christmas

Rediscovering Christmas

You’ve heard the Christmas story
A hundred times or more
And fewer brand-new facets
Invite you through their door,
So must the brightest wonder
All fade for you this year,
The charm of such a story
So marvelous and dear?

Discovery’s exciting
As one explores new ground
And opens up bright vistas
With truth that’s newly found,

Wonder of Wonders

Wonder of Wonders

Wonder of wonders our God becomes man,
So humble and lowly fulfilling God’s plan.
Despising the glory and leaving His place,
He comes to redeem us in marvelous grace.

Wonder of wonders He comes here to earth,
The son of a virgin, a peasant by birth.
He comes in a stable, a manger His bed,
By those He created is nurtured and fed.

As Christmas Ends

As Christmas Ends

As Christmastime is ending
With all its festive light,
The trees and all the tinsel
Will sleep a year-long night.

But joy and peace continue
With hope and grace and love;
Goodwill is still extended
From God who reigns above.

Nativites are hidden –
In attics boxed away –
But Jesus stays among us
To guide us day by day.

Imagine Christmas

Imagine Christmas

Imagine being Joseph
And looking for a place
To house a pregnant mother
But finding there’s no space.

Imagine being Mary
And laying God’s own Son
Within a rough hewn manger
Wrapped tight in plain homespun.

Imagine you’re a shepherd
While angel gladly tell
That Christ is come to save us,
Our true Emmanuel.