And sacred was that night with silent sound,
A King has been born now somewhere around the pound
Who’d believe this again He’s born to save the whole world
Lighting up and giving hope and releasing the sword
So man could rest and fight in a bellicose world
His birth called three sages,
Who left doubts and looked through cages,
For the One who was born without rages,
The Messiah of the world with no gages
And hear this cut from me ;
It is not a myth
It is not a mirage
The scripture says it more more
Don’t you think it’s a sauce man-made!
It’s too divine a synopsis to be natural
That a God would despise His crown to die not supernatural
Now listen to sounds in your hearts and write on your diurnal
What lyrics of worship could be thought to transcend unto Him preternatural
Christmas bells ring
But like sounds of swing?
Or like that of wind?
Never heard before
But I hear the truth that comes from my Spirit
It’s the story of Jesus’ birth
What does Christmas make?
We have lots of fun?
We make lots of bun
We board lots of gon
We visit much of Lon
We were called to dine
We wouldn’t reject any offer to go wine
And cheese with juice we’d gladly take even in the midst of swine
The blind knows it’s Christmas because of gorgeous clothes down the line
The Reason for the season Himself is not known
Yet do we celebrate vain things as the season comes around the circle
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