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.

The angel came to her betrothed
And told him of the child:
It’s God’s own Son come down to save,
His mother undefiled.

With joy and faith, yet knowing too
So few would understand,
When morning came he took his wife
To see what God had planned.

Then Caesar called another tax
And told them they must go
To where the family line began
So many years ago.

Perhaps they saw the way God worked
To make the Scriptures true,
Or maybe they were unaware
In all they had to do.

But either way God led them down
To David’s Bethlehem
Where prophets said that Christ would come
To save us from our sin.

A cattle stall was all they found
That day our Savior came;
A manger held the Son of God
Whom heaven’s hosts proclaim.

Those angels went to shepherds near
And told them not to fear
For Christ had come to give us peace
And bring God’s favor here.

When they were gone the shepherds said,
“Let’s go and see Him now!”
They came with haste and saw the child
To whom all knees will bow.

And when they’d seen, they spread the news
That God had come that night
For Christ the Lord was on our earth
To bring us hope and light.

The godly girl, a mother now,
Kept all within her heart,
And pondered what the Lord would do
Since this was just the start.

While shepherds went with joy and praise
To work another day,
Amazed and glad that God Himself
Would come in such a way.

Christina Joy Hommes