It came upon a midnight clear
O'er two thousand years ago
When the guiding star once shone its light
We now hang the mistletoe
We hang the stockings by the chimney
We twine garland up the stair
Candlelight dances on the walls
Carols are sung without a care
The colorful bulbs illuminate
By the lights upon the tree
In the fireplace, we set logs ablaze
On the doors, we hang our wreaths
We gather round the family
Cozy blankets and cocoa
Laughter rings throughout our homes
Watching Christmas movies of old
Headlights of traffic light up the town
Hordes of shoppers buzz around
Christmas concerts and Christmas plays
We stay bustling night and day
But amidst the cheer of the season bright
The festivities, traditions, and glowing lights
The crowds need stop and slow their
pace
To reflect on what the world celebrates...
He came upon a midnight clear
O're two thousand years ago
A craggy stable, a mother in pain
To the world, birthing Hope unknown
Cold sweat on her brow, gritting her teeth
Gripping the hand of the man at her side
She bore in that moment, God's only Son
The chasm of sin to make right
The star hung bright in the heavens
As angels lit up the sky
Shepherds came to see the new King
From keeping their flock nearby
In a moment of pain, the Babe entered the world
By a moment of pain, He would leave
The will of His Father, His task fulfilled
The Way of restoration and peace
Two thousand years later, by the lamplight's glow
On the tabletop, a scene not to forget
Among ceramic camels, palm trees, and sheep
Virgin Mary and Joseph were set
Love doesn't always look like
The way the world would have us to think
It isn't always a bride in white
Or a lustrous diamond ring
It isn't always hearts and flowers
Or a romantic dinner for two
It isn't always Cupid's arrow
Or a kiss 'neath the full moon
It isn't always even a cross
As some believers like to say
The blood that was shed on Calvary
Our debt of sins to pay
Sometimes love comes quietly
Sleeping swaddled in a manger of hay
The greatest love often comes
In the most unexpected ways
Between Joseph and Mary in the Nativity
Slender fingers laid the infant King
The Light of the world, the Hope of Man
Love to the least of these
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