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Reason
For the season
First Christmas morn unfolds
His Love made flesh to save mankind
Jesus.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Christmas Because
We have Christmas because
God so loved the world He gave
His Only Son the cause
For all mankind to save.
We have Christmas because
The Savior Christ was born
When all of heaven made a pause-
God's Love made flesh that winter morn.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Lights Aglow For Christmas
Light up the world for Jesus
The Lord and Saviour of mankind.
Light up the heavens for Jesus
Ancestors of similar mind.
Count not the cost of Christmas
May greetings and poetry flow,
Jesus was born in Bethlehem
We love Him, come let it show.
And light up the tree at Christmas
The season our Saviour was born.
Remember the birth of Jesus Christ
Each Christmas Day in the morn.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Christmas, Christmas
Whenever Christmas comes around
The people seem to be,
Full of love and brotherhood
as far as the eye can see.
Wouldn't it be much better
to act this way all year round
But Jesus is the reason
There's a Christmas.
Christmas, Christmas
Hear the angels sing.
He brought joy to the world
and salvation to all mankind.
Christmas cards and Christmas gifts
are everywhere in view.
Goodies and candy and stocking stuff,
the shoppers all wanting new.
They seem to miss just what it is
The greatest of all God's perfect gifts
It's Jesus, He's the reason
There's a Christmas.
Christmas, Christmas comes and goes
And with it the nations see
That there is a God that many know
Who gave them life eternally?
Wouldn't it be much better
if the whole world could know Him as He is?
It's Jesus, He's the reason
There's a Christmas
©Copyright,12/30/1986, Kathryn Tyler Little
poem by Kathryn King
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Reason For The Season
The shepherds are lit
A star in the sky
On the outskirts of town
A new baby cries
No room at the end
No crib to be found
Oh but look at him now
He is the reason for the season
He is the light that shines on our lives
The baby Jesus born in God's grace
So we all might rejoice on this day
He is the reason for the season
It is a time for presents and toys
Tales of Saint Nick
Tidings of joy
As we celebrate the miracle birth
Oh right here on this earth
He is the reason for the season
He is the light that shines on our lives
The baby Jesus born in God's grace
So we all might rejoice on this day
He is the reason for the season
He's the reason for the giving
The joy thats never ending
That comes on Christmas morning in the eyes of a child
It's what it means to me and you
That's the true meaning of this time
Oh this time
He is the
He is the reason for the season
He is the light that shines on our lives
The baby Jesus born in God's grace
So we all might rejoice on this day
He is the reason for the season
He is the light that shines on our lives
The baby Jesus born in God's grace
So we all might rejoice on this day
He is the reason for the season
song performed by by Lonestar from This Christmas Time
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Another Christmas
We don’t need another Christmas, but, we need the Lord Jesus,
The Savior, Who was long before, this holiday that many adore;
Whether just a day or the season, many forget He is the reason,
Why we observe Christmas at all, now, it’s tainted by man’s fall.
Christmas day will come and go, but Jesus many need to know,
He is the beginning and the end, well before and after my friend;
On this holiday we call Christmas, by many, The Truth is missed,
He’s the Only Gift we must embrace, sent to all, by God’s Grace.
Not only did Christ come before, but only His Gift’s forevermore,
Christmas will be over my friend, unlike my Lord who has no end,
Christ cannot be packed away, for in a believer He’s here to stay,
For The Lord shall never depart, with God’s Spirit within our heart.
Not only for a holiday season, but for each day He is the reason,
For a believer’s life and breath, since for us, He destroyed death,
And given the gift of eternal life, through that babe, who is Christ,
Now, no longer that babe in a stall, but, our Lord reigning over all.
It’s not Christmas but God above, who fills men with joy and love,
Joy that some men just ignore, knowing not what Christmas is for,
Not knowing the God of Eternity, they’ll look for gifts under a tree,
They don’t need another Christmas, but instead need Christ Jesus.
Merry X-mas?
Say Christ at Christmas, men pause, isn’t it about Santa Claus?
Isn’t he that one, who comes, for all of our daughters our sons,
Bringing presents for everyone, creating for us all, holiday fun?
Say that Jesus is the ultimate Gift; simply creates a spiritual rift,
A gift for whom, they may say, even though it is Christmas Day,
Is not Christmas all about toys, for our precious girls and boys?
Mention at all the baby Jesus; they reply, He is not for all of us,
Speaking of Christ, He’s the one, who came down for everyone,
The only Son of The Eternal God, sent from Heaven to this sod.
Speaking of the Man Jesus Christ, you will create political strife,
For we must be politically correct, not to mention at all that sect,
Christ is never to be spoken of, during a season that we all love.
Mention at Christmas the Savior, many don’t believe in a Creator,
Accountability, they have none; they have no regard for His Son,
Christ, being the one they need, Christmas Truth they don’t heed.
Just mention at Christmas Calvary, they say what about the tree?
The one on which He was crucified, when for all, the Savior died?
Even all who’ve yet to believe, yes, God’s Truth they can receive.
Friend, what is the exact reason, we have the Christmas Season?
It’s not for presents, but God’s Son, Who was born for everyone,
And Jesus Christ is His name, Who, well before Christmas came!
(Copyright ©11/2011)
Christmas Is Here
Christmas is here
Everyone is filled with cheer
I just love Christmas
As well as
Everything else that adds
Meaning to it
Candy canes
Shapes like the letter J
For Jesus
Red for the blood
White for purity
Christmas is so special to me
So many symbols reminding me
Why this all came to be
Wreaths and Christmas trees
Made from the evergreen family
Everlasting life is the meaning
And let us not forget
Old Saint Nick
Who gave presents
To children who
Parents could not afford it
Angels tree tops
They are messengers of God
The star is for the star
Of Bethlehem
And most importantly
Jesus who is the
Reason for the season
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Christmas Story, 2012
A baby boy is born in Bethlehem,
In just a manger, sleeping upon hay!
In wee hours of a morn in winter's cold,
For there was no room at the inn for Him!
A virgin was His mother upon earth;
The Holy Spirit conceived Him this way;
The Word of God took flesh in Mary's womb!
Foretold by prophets, He was ‘Emmanuel'!
The baby was to be the Messiah!
The love of God had sent Him to save man;
He came to forgive sins of all mankind,
As man could not rise to God's perfection!
The baby brought both peace and joy for us;
He was to suffer and die on the cross;
He shed His blood for mankind's every sin!
Heaven opened unto repentant man!
What love God showed for His creature called ‘man'!
He sacrificed His only beloved Son;
Christ Jesus rose to life upon third day!
He went to heaven and awaits us all!
Jesus will come as King of kings again!
He comes to judge all mankind with fairness;
The righteous then share God's eternity;
All evil souls will stay in hell forever!
Advent is time for souls to welcome Christ!
Confess all sins, reconcile with the Lord;
A soul must be most pure to receive Him;
SO, CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS BEFITTINGLY!
poem by John Celes
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He Gave Us Christmas
For God so loved the world
He gave His Only Son
That Christmas story we are told
The time when Christmas had began.
Yes, in that manger Christ was born
So named 'Jesus', He was Savior
Angels sang that wintry morn
As Heaven opened its closed door.
Forgiveness came with His grace
The Son had come to show the way
For all of us to see God's face
Truth revealed all of our days.
And we have Christmas, it is true
This season born from Christ,
For He came to save me and you
To die for us and pay our price.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Christmas! Humbug
Was at a friends the other day
And had 3 games of pool
Of course he beat me didn’t he
He made me feel a fool
(not really it just rhymes, next time I’ll beat the butt of him)
(With the cue)
Well that’s another story
What this poem's really about
That Christmas is such a humbug
It seems to have lost its clout
What’s happened to its meaning
Got lost in the course of time
Some idiots say it's offensive
And could not care a dime
Leave Jesus out of Christmas they cry
For fear of losing face
It might offend some others
Perhaps others of a different race
Well that’s the biggest load of crap
That I have ever heard
Who are these faceless monsters
They must be a load of nerd
Leave Jesus out of Christmas
Not likely my old friend
I for one couldn’t care a toot
Whoever it might offend
No law or legislation
Can stop that which is true
For Jesus came at Christmas
To save the likes of me and you
So when you're out there Christmas shopping
Spare a thought for He who cares
He who came that Christmas morn
To answer all our prayers
poem by Don Pengilly
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A Christmas Carol
Welcome, sweet Christmas, blest be the morn
That Christ our Saviour was born!
Earth's Redeemer, to save us from all danger,
And, as the Holy Record tells, born in a manger.
Chorus --
Then ring, ring, Christmas bells,
Till your sweet music o'er the kingdom swells,
To warn the people to respect the morn
That Christ their Saviour was born.
The snow was on the ground when Christ was born,
And the Virgin Mary His mother felt very forlorn
As she lay in a horse's stall at a roadside inn,
Till Christ our Saviour was born to free us from sin.
Oh! think of the Virgin Mary as she lay
In a lowly stable on a bed of hay,
And angels watching O'er her till Christ was born,
Therefore all the people should respect Christmas morn.
The way to respect Christmas time
Is not by drinking whisky or wine,
But to sing praises to God on Christmas morn,
The time that Jesus Christ His Son was born;
Whom He sent into the world to save sinners from hell
And by believing in Him in heaven we'll dwell;
Then blest be the morn that Christ was born,
Who can save us from hell, death, and scorn.
Then he warned, and respect the Saviour dear,
And treat with less respect the New Year,
And respect always the blessed morn
That Christ our Saviour was born.
For each new morn to the Christian is dear,
As well as the morn of the New Year,
And he thanks God for the light of each new morn.
Especially the morn that Christ was born.
Therefore, good people, be warned in time,
And on Christmas morn don't get drunk with wine
But praise God above on Christmas morn,
Who sent His Son to save us from hell and scorn.
There the heavenly babe He lay
In a stall among a lot of hay,
While the Angel Host by Bethlehem
Sang a beautiful and heavenly anthem.
Christmas time ought to be held most dear,
Much more so than the New Year,
Because that's the time that Christ was born,
Therefore respect Christmas morn.
And let the rich be kind to the poor,
And think of the hardships they do endure,
Who are neither clothed nor fed,
And Many without a blanket to their bed.
poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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Christmas Is A Season...
christmas is a season of the heart,
a time to cherish family and friends;
a time to laugh and hug, or start,
to amplify the joy your prescense sends.
christmas is a season of the heart,
it knows the love that cannot die;
it knows the reasons that we part,
and gladdens, 'tho we know not why.
christmas is a season of the heart,
it shines it's light to all who see;
gifts are heaped upon it's cart,
and we are thrilled, to let it be.
christmas is season full of joy,
with acts of giving at every turn;
a child's eyes shine with it's new toy,
and lessons of love we slowly learn.
christmas is a season of happy sounds,
carols of praise float on the air;
the season of love that knows no bounds,
the season that shows we truly care.
poem by David Lessard
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Its almost Christmas here and there
It's almost Christmas here and there
Ever 1st day of September,
Everyone got their reminder.
Freakin' out coz it's almost December,
Coz it's almost Christmas here and there.
At malls you can hear Christmas song,
Colorful decor and lights displayed along.
Starts hearing ding dong bells everywhere,
Coz it's almost Christmas here and there.
They say Christmas is only for children,
But it's for everybody who believes in.
Time to merry, time to cheer,
Coz it's almost Christmas here and there.
Yes, it's almost Christmas here and there.
But the question is 'are you prepared? '
Prepared not for the gift giving,
But to give peace, love and be forgiving.
Christmas is the season for joy,
Prayers is best gift you can give not things nor toys.
Happiness I always felt on this season,
That's why I'm so excited for the day Jesus Christ was born.
poem by Maria Laura Balbuena
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The Season of Christmas
THE SEASON OF CHRISTMAS
Bright is the season of Christmas
As the snow settles white on the ground.
Frost sparkles rooftops and windows
Icicles dance all around.
Happy, the season of Christmas
As the sounds of good cheer fill the air.
Choirs sing the glad Christmas carols.
Laughter is heard everywhere.
There’s a fire waiting to warm us
As we dash in from the cold.
Trees wanting for tinsel,
Gifts needing bows.
Loving, the season of Christmas
As the folks find a way to be home
Joining the great celebration;
Jesus, the Christ child, is born
poem by Burne White
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The Season of Christmas
You hear trees rustle outside in the winter wind
Ornaments cling as you decorate the Christmas tree
Church bells ring as Christmas comes near
The season of Christmas is here
Your family talks while the food is served
Plates clink as they are passed down the table
Teeth chew on the delicious food you made
The season of Christmas is here
Your excitement grows and you rip the wrapping paper
Children laugh as they play with their new presents
The season of Christmas is here
Its time for bed and kids yawn
Toys crash together as they are put away
The season of Christmas was here
poem by Deanna Buendia
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Christmas,2009
The love of Father God for man
Came down from heaven, once again,
To show He would do all He can
To save man’s soul in sinful lane!
He sent His only Son called Christ
To be born of a virgin’s womb
Of lady known to be so chaste,
A thing that sealed satan’s end / doom!
The second Eve thus crushed the head
Of satan who put man in sin,
And saved him from a hopeless world,
With capability to win.
The fruit of Virgin Mary’s womb
Was Jesus Christ, who bore the cross
To redeem living, those in tomb,
And showed that He was clearly boss.
Thus, God was born upon the earth
In poverty and humblest way,
To give all mankind, Heaven’s mirth
And justice on Last Judgment Day.
God’s love was born on Christmas Day;
There was no room in any inn;
The baby King just slept on hay –
A sign of love for man within.
Oh, what a lovely God’s own Son!
Oh, what a way to save mankind!
The work of Redemption began –
A fact of mystery, we all find.
Oh, baby Jesus, You brought peace
Into a world of sinful curse,
And hope to man to live with ease,
And reach God’s abode, heaven’s bliss.
The world was filled with intense joy
When born was Jesus, baby boy,
To be the Truth, Way and the Light,
And make man’s future always bright.
Oh, thank You God for Your great love;
To hope renewed, mankind will bow;
When sinners change, there’s joy above
Man freed from sin can live on now!
‘Thus, God was born,
A man, one morn;
Through Christ, His Son,
Hope was reborn! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-21-2009
poem by John Celes
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White or Right
May all your Christmases be white, why not look at Christmas right?
I ask, will a freshly fallen snow, lead men to what they should know?
About Christmas season every year, through the songs that we hear.
The many songs men love to hear, as the Christmas day draws near.
There’s an emptiness about us, through the songs of Christmas rush,
Walking in a winter wonderland, how much Truth do they understand?
As they joy ride in an open sleigh, will they find Truth along their way?
Truth of why The Savior came, and why this season bears His Name.
There seems to be emptiness within, avoiding God, who came for sin,
Christ born in Bethlehem, in a stall, to become sin’s sacrifice for us all.
Men replace Truth with Santa Claus, making much to do as snow falls.
And since they have no place to go, it’s God’s Truth they need to know.
Why continue on with Satan’s lie, about those reindeer that need to fly,
To deliver to all those girls and boys, Santa’s sleigh full of empty toys.
Saying that they’re all God’s children, ignoring that we’re all born in sin,
In need of the Savior, Jesus Christ, born on Christmas to give them life.
Friend in this world filled with wrong, why fill all the air with empty song?
At this precious Christmas Season, we need to fill their air with reason,
Leading many people to their need, away from empty songs and creed,
To the Creator and Sustainer of life, The Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen
God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
For Jesus Christ our Saviour
Was born upon this day,
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
For Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day.
In Bethlehem in Jury
This blessed babe was born,
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn;
The which his mother Mary
Nothing did take in scorn.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day.
From God our Heavenly Father
A blessed Angel came,
And unto certain Shepherds
Brought tidings of the same,
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day.
Fear not, then said the Angel,
Let nothing you affright,
This day is born a Saviour
Of virtue, power and might;
So frequently to vanquish all
The friends of Satan quite.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day.
The Shepherds at those tidings
Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a feeding
In tempest, storm and wind,
And went to Bethlehem straightway,
This blessed babe to find.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day.
But when to Bethlehem they came,
Whereas this infant lay,
They found him in a manger
Where oxen feed on hay,
His mother Mary kneeling
Unto the Lord did pray.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day.
Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas
All others doth deface.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day.
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Hymn 43
Oh father high in heaven -- smile down upon your son
Whose busy with his money games -- his women and his gun.
Oh jesus save me!
And the unsung western hero killed an indian or three
And made his name in hollywood
To set the white man free.
Oh jesus save me!
If jesus saves -- well, hed better save himself
From the gory glory seekers who use his name in death.
Oh jesus save me!
I saw him in the city and on the mountains of the moon --
His cross was rather bloody --
He could hardly roll his stone.
Oh jesus save me!
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Christmas Naught Nine
The mighty God unseen,
Came down to earth in flesh
As man, to become seen
By men of world, selfish!
The Son of God was Christ,
Who was God Himself first;
He came to earth to show
God’s love profound, bestow.
The God of heavens lived
A humble life on earth;
He experienced and strived
To know man’s woes since birth.
Oh, what a lovely God!
He keeps His every word;
He cares for everyone
He made, under the Sun!
Oh, Son of God, Jesus!
You brought with You great joy,
And special hope and peace,
For mankind to enjoy!
Oh, welcome ‘King of kings’,
There’s joy amongst earthlings;
For heaven came to earth,
Through ‘Emmanuel’ Christ’s birth!
And Christmas is just this;
The world received God’s bliss;
Through His one Son Jesus,
Who took away sin’s curse!
Now, heaven is so nigh
To men on earth who die;
By living righteously,
They gain Eternity.
‘Merry Christmas, ’09! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-25-2009
poem by John Celes
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