CELEBRATE THE HOLY BIRTH

A Christmas Poem

I celebrate the Holy Birth,

as I read again the story

Of the Son of God in the manger hay,

of the angel's shining glory;

Of the shepherds and the wise men,

and the star that lit their way-

The birth of Jesus long ago

can still touch hearts today!

With joy, I read the stories of His youthful days, and then,

I marvel at the words He spoke

to change the lives of men.

His healing touch and gentle way,

His miracles, His power-

All make me yearn to walk

a closer walk with Him each hour.

It makes me weep to read of how

He died at Calvary-

The stripes, the thorns, the cross, the pain-

He bore it all for me.

They laid Him in a borrowed tomb;

such shame He didn't deserve...

But, I thank God that I can say,

"That's not the Lord I serve!"

The Lord I serve is not the Babe,

nor boy, nor earthly man-

He does not lie dead in that grave-

for my Lord rose again!

He rose again, victorious,

and now in Heaven above,

He readies for us a place to live

in happiness and love.

He will return as King of Kings,

not as a baby sweet-

'Tis then He'll call His children home,

and the powers of Satan defeat!

All knees must bow; all voices sing

the glory of His Name.

We celebrate the Baby's birth,

but we serve the Risen King!

                                      -Carol Channer

Author's Note

I write a poem each year to enclose in my Christmas cards. This is one of my older favorites.

Reviews

[Lizardo]

I really like this and how you described that is time to praise Jesus for his birth
A wonderful poem! I really like this