The Three Magi
Three wise men came from east;
They were the three Magi!
They’ad seen a star anew-
‘The Star of Bethlehem! ’
A king was born, they knew.
By camel-back, they rode;
On the way, they met King Herod;
They gave the news to him;
Herod desired to see
The boy born recently!
The Magi left Herod,
Resuming their journey;
The Star led them for miles,
And stood o’er a manger,
In which there was the babe!
They entered the stable,
And saw the divine child;
They offered gifts of gold,
Frankincense and too myrrh,
Adoring the boy king.
The boy was named Jesus;
He brought peace, joy to earth;
He was the Son of God,
And Savior of mankind-
‘The Lamb of God, born man! ’
The Magi then returned
By yet another route,
Warned by angel of God,
As Herod wished to kill
The new-born baby King.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-1-2008
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The Wise Men from the East!
The Star of Bethlehem appeared
As guiding light for men from east;
The Star was there for all to see;
Its light could reach all eyes earthly.
But knew the three Magi only,
Who understood its importance;
They fixed their gaze upon the star
And journeyed forth from quite afar!
They brought with them some priceless gifts;
Gold, myrrh and frank-incense- offering;
For they were sure to see a king;
As per the Scripture’s prophecy.
But on their way, they met Herod;
The king told them a pack of lies,
As though he yearned to see the babe
King, born of the Virgin Mary!
God brought the Magi to the spot
Where baby Jesus was just born;
The star stood where the manger was
The new-born king lay on dry grass!
Swaddled in clothes with divine look!
They knelt with reverence and took
A glance of the heavenly king,
As angel choirs began to sing!
Oh, what a joy and what great peace,
Had come upon the earth that day!
The Lamb of God, born son of man,
Was Savior of the race, human.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-31-2006
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Christmas 2007 Song – 11
‘The Star of Bethlehem’
Appeared a star anew in East,
And brought three Magi to the West;
It meant the birth of great a king:
A rare phenomenon on earth!
On camel-back, the wise men came
To King Herod but knew his game;
The Star of Bethlehem stood still
O’er manger, where Jesus was born!
And Angel-choirs with trumpet sound
Sang, ‘Gloria, in excelsis deo! ’
New joy and peace was born on earth
Through baby boy ‘Emmanuel’s’ birth!
A savior had been born for men!
And all could surely reach heaven!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-21-2007
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X'mas 2011
This winter’s cold’s much more than we can bear;
Yet, Christ was born in freezing cold, they say!
In house comfortable, we live and fare;
There was no room in inn for Christ that day!
Yet, He was born as Immanuel today!
He brought both joy and peace to men on earth;
The Son of God for pillow had just hay!
In manger poor, babe Jesus had his birth!
God flashed the news to shepherds warming near;
They walked at once to see their new-born King;
What Magi told had filled Herod with fear,
As Star of Bethlehem showed way to Him.
The Savior King was born in poverty;
The Word got flesh in Mary’s womb this day;
It happened as per Scripture’s prophecy!
Christ came for sinners’ sake on Christmas Day!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-12-11
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On Christmas Night!
Thus was born
The King of kings,
And Lord of lords,
And only son begotten,
Of the Father- God.
It was a baby boy
Who lay on hay,
On Christmas day
On a winter’s night.
Some Shepherds prayed;
While angels sang
‘Joy to the world
And peace to all
Men of good-will”
From the east,
Three magi came
Fell on their knees,
And paid homage
With gifts of gold,
Frankincense, myrrh,
And worshipped
The new-born King!
They found the babe
In a manger born,
As the Star of Bethlehem
Stood right above!
In total obeisance
To the Father’s decree,
Jesus Christ became man,
To die upon the cross,
To redeem mankind
Forever!
The boundless love of God
Was reflected by Christmas
And Satan’s defeat!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-8-2006
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Lamb Of God
Spoken:
After jesus was born in bethlehem in judea
During the time of king herod
Wise men from de east came to jerusalem and asked
Where is the one who is born king of the jews?
We saw his star in the east and we have come to worship him
Lord we have traveled far
Torn and weary guided by your star
There before us the living king
Halleluiah his praises sing
Herod with a evil plan
Kill the babies
Came his bold command
He tried to alter gods holy plan
God has saved him
The son of man
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of god
The chosen one of god
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of love
The chosen one of god
Three kings from a distance come
Bearing gifts for the only one
Shout to heaven sound the drum
Tell the nations
The lord has come
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of god
The chosen one of god
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of love
The chosen one of god
He came to bring us his peace
He came to bring us his joy
To bring us love
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of god
The chosen one of god
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of god
The precious lamb of god
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of god
The chosen one of god
Spoken:
And so the wise men the shepherds
The ox and the lamb
The angels above
All rejoiced at gods command
As a star shine from heaven
This new king to adorn
On that very first christmas
When jesus christ was born
song performed by by Donna Summer
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There’s a ancient story
There’s an ancient story
of God and of men,
of the holy Lord Jesus
born in Bethlehem.
Of shepherds in the field
watching their flock at night
and an angel so bright
that they had to shield their eyes
telling about the Son of God,
the Prince of Peace being born
and angels that sing praises to Him.
Of wise men from the East
following a bright star,
coming from very far
with gifts of gold,
frankincense and myrrh
for the newborn king
Of king Herod
when he heard about the child
let his soldiers kill
all the children
in and around Bethlehem
who were two years and younger
and of Jesus Christ escaping to Egypt
Of God the Son, Jesus
in innocence being crucified
for the sins of all men
and rising from the dead
to be alive and God again.
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The Gift Of The Maji (Bble Poems for Children)
Three Kings followed a star,
Studying the heavens from
afar.
They knew the king would be
born,
Sometime in the early morn.
In Jeruselem they did meet,
Asked about a baby so
sweet.
They saw a star ever so high,
Above a stable, in the sky.
This is the saviour, born on
earth,
Honor him with gifts and myrrh.
They had a dream from God, that
day,
Go home now, don't delay.
Joseph also had a dream,
God told him of Herod's scheme.
To kill baby Jesus, was his
plight.
Joseph, and Mary escaped at
night.
In Egypt they had to stay,
Until Herod's life had passed
away.
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For Christmas Day in the Morning
The first Nowell the Angel did say
Was to three poor Shepherds in the fields as they lay;
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
In a cold winter's night that was so deep.
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,
Born is the King of Israel.
They looked up and saw a Star
Shining in the East beyond them far,
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,
Born is the King of Israel.
And by the light of that same Star,
Three Wise Men came from country far;
To seek for a King was their intent,
And to follow the Star wherever it went.
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,
Born is the King of Israel.
This Star drew nigh to the North West,
O'er Bethlehem it took its rest,
And there it did both stop and stay
Right over the place where Jesus lay.
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,
Born is the King of Israel.
Then did they know assuredly
Within the house the King did lie:
One entered in then for to see,
And found the Babe in poverty.
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,
Born is the King of Israel.
Then enter'd in those Wise Men three
Most reverently upon their knee,
And offer'd there in his presence,
Both gold, and myrrh, and frankincense.
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,
Born is the King of Israel.
Between an ox stall and an ass,
This Child truly there born he was;
For want of clothing they did him lay
All in the manger, among the hay.
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,
Born is the King of Israel.
Then let us all with one accord
Sing praises to our heavenly Lord,
That hath made heaven and earth of nought,
And with his blood mankind hath bought.
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,
Born is the King of Israel.
If we in our time shall do well,
We shall be free from death and Hell,
For God hath prepared for us all
A resting place in general.
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,
Born is the King of Israel.
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The First Noel
The first noel, the angel did say,
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep,
On a cold winters night that was so deep.
Noel, noel, noel, noel,
Born is the king of israel.
They looked up and saw a star
Shining in the east, beyond them far;
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.
Noel, noel, noel, noel,
Born is the king of israel.
And by the light of that same star,
Three wise men came from country far;
To seek for a king was their intent,
And to follow the star wherever it went.
Noel, noel, noel, noel,
Born is the king of israel.
This star drew night to the northwest,
Oer bethlehem it took its rest;
And there it did both stop and stay,
Right over the place where jesus lay.
Noel, noel, noel, noel,
Born is the king of israel.
Then entered in those wise men three,
Full reverently upon their knee;
And offered there in his presence,
Their gold, and myrrh, and frankincense.
Noel, noel, noel, noel,
Born is the king of israel.
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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The First Nol
The first Noel, the angel did say,
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep,
On a cold winter's night that was so deep.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel.
They looked up and saw a star
Shining in the the East, beyond them far;
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel.
And by the light of that same star,
Three wise men came from country far;
To seek for a King was their intent,
And to follow the star wherever it went.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel.
This star drew night to the northwest,
O'er Bethlehem it took its rest;
And there it did both stop and stay,
Right over the place where Jesus lay.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel.
Then entered in those wise men three,
Full reverently upon their knee;
And offered there in his presence,
Their gold, and myrrh, and frankincense.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel.
song performed by by John Denver
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X’mas
Born was a child in a manger;
Born was the son of God, the Father;
Born was the love of the Maker;
Born was for men, a Redeemer.
Born was a baby boy, a king;
Born was on earth a prophet great;
Born was the love of God in human form;
Born was a Messiah.
Born was a son of a carpenter;
Born was the king of Jews;
Born was the living God as flesh;
Born was a Savior.
Born was a babe, who brought,
Joy and peace to the world;
Born was a babe on a bed of hay,
As angels choirs kept singing on.
Born was the spotless Lamb of God
Who was to die on the cross;
Born was a divine child,
From the Virgin Mary’s womb!
Born was Lord Jesus Christ,
Who paid the price for our sins,
And by His death and resurrection,
Made it possible for sinners too,
To go to Heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-25-2006
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The Three Kings
Three Kings came riding from far away,
Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar;
Three Wise Men out of the East were they,
And they travelled by night and they slept by day,
For their guide was a beautiful, wonderful star.
The star was so beautiful, large, and clear,
That all the other stars of the sky
Became a white mist in the atmosphere,
And by this they knew that the coming was near
Of the Prince foretold in the prophecy.
Three caskets they bore on their saddle-bows,
Three caskets of gold with golden keys;
Their robes were of crimson silk with rows
Of bells and pomegranates and furbelows,
Their turbans like blossoming almond-trees.
And so the Three Kings rode into the West,
Through the dusk of night, over hill and dell,
And sometimes they nodded with beard on breast
And sometimes talked, as they paused to rest,
With the people they met at some wayside well.
"Of the child that is born," said Baltasar,
"Good people, I pray you, tell us the news;
For we in the East have seen his star,
And have ridden fast, and have ridden far,
To find and worship the King of the Jews."
And the people answered, "You ask in vain;
We know of no king but Herod the Great!"
They thought the Wise Men were men insane,
As they spurred their horses across the plain,
Like riders in haste, and who cannot wait.
And when they came to Jerusalem,
Herod the Great, who had heard this thing,
Sent for the Wise Men and questioned them;
And said, "Go down unto Bethlehem,
And bring me tidings of this new king."
So they rode away; and the star stood still,
The only one in the gray of morn
Yes, it stopped, it stood still of its own free will,
Right over Bethlehem on the hill,
The city of David where Christ was born.
And the Three Kings rode through the gate and the guard,
Through the silent street, till their horses turned
And neighed as they entered the great inn-yard;
But the windows were closed, and the doors were barred,
And only a light in the stable burned.
And cradled there in the scented hay,
In the air made sweet by the breath of kine,
The little child in the manger lay,
The child, that would be king one day
Of a kingdom not human but divine.
His mother Mary of Nazareth
Sat watching beside his place of rest,
Watching the even flow of his breath,
For the joy of life and the terror of death
Were mingled together in her breast.
They laid their offerings at his feet:
The gold was their tribute to a King,
The frankincense, with its odor sweet,
Was for the Priest, the Paraclete,
The myrrh for the body's burying.
And the mother wondered and bowed her head,
And sat as still as a statue of stone;
Her heart was troubled yet comforted,
Remembering what the Angel had said
Of an endless reign and of David's throne.
Then the Kings rode out of the city gate,
With a clatter of hoofs in proud array;
But they went not back to Herod the Great,
For they knew his malice and feared his hate,
And returned to their homes by another way.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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God’s Christmas Gift To Man!
God’s lovely gift
of love for man
was, being born
a child Himself,
named Emmanuel
(That’s ‘God with us’)
on Christmas Day’s
cold wintry night,
in manger at
Bethlehem town!
As angels flashed
The news around
To shepherds near,
Who heard in fear,
And three Magi
From East too came,
Brought by the Star
Of Bethlehem!
'And born was joy,
A baby boy;
Who brought us peace
To live in ease.'
The King of kings
And Lord of lords
Would die on cross
For mankind’s sins,
Creation since,
And pay the price
For all on earth,
Though sinners be
To reach heaven!
What love supreme
Then God showed man,
Of all creatures
He’d made with love!
Our living God,
Our loving God,
Wants every soul
Live with this goal!
‘Happy Christmas 2007 to all on earth! ’
poem by John Celes
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Christmas 2011
There’s no room in the inn tonight!
But Mary needs some place;
’Tis time for Jesus to be born;
Joseph wears vexed a face!
And Lo! They get the stable just;
The hay becomes the bed,
Where baby Jesus born is placed,
Swaddled in clothes to head!
An angel choir then brings shepherds,
Who sat around a fire;
With trumpets’ sound, good news is told,
With words played on lyre!
The Star of Bethlehem then stops,
Atop the inn for Kings;
Three Magi enter to worship
Boy Christ, the ‘King of Kings! ’
The Son of God is become flesh
In Mary’s womb on earth;
The love of God is born a man:
Emmanuel brings earth, mirth!
On Christmas Day, a Savior’s born,
In pitiable, a state;
He came to earth to save sinners,
And take to Heaven’s gate!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-12-11
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Once Upon A Christmas
Once upon a christmas far away in bethlehem
Mary being great with child had no place to lie down
So joseph found a stable in which mary had her child
Once upon a christmas was the birth of jesus christ
Once upon a christmas in a manger far away
A king was born his palace was a manger filled with hay
His royal robe was swaddling cloth a halo was his crown
Once upon a christmas away in bethlehem
And all the world rejoiced because the king was born at last
A savior had been promised now it had come to pass
And the joyful news that he was born spread quickly far and wide
Once upon a christmas was the birth of jesus christ
Once upon a christmas from the far east wise men came
With gold and myrrh and frankincense to praise the newborn king
And shepherds left their flocks and came to see and worship him
Once upon a christmas away in bethlehem
And all the world rejoiced because the king was born at last
A savior had been promised now it had come to pass
And the joyful news that he was born spread quickly far and wide
Once upon a christmas was the birth of jesus christ
Once upon a christmas far away in bethlehem
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God Uses People
Was just
thinking
about how
God uses people
to bless us?
How God uses people
to teach us?
How God uses people
to humble us?
At the birth of Jesus Christ
the three wise men
were not our devout believers.
They were Persian
stargazers pagan
non-believers for
Jews
Christians
Moslems.
Yet God
choose them
to worship
give frankincense
gold myrrh to the
newborn King.
Riches that allowed
Joseph Mary Jesus to
flee to Egypt to safety.
God is telling us his
servants are his choice
warning us not to judge.
God gave the three wise men
divine warning in a dream
not to return to false King Herod.
Only after they had withdrawn did
God’s angel appear in Joseph’s dream
saying “Get up, take the young child
and its mother and flee into Egypt,
and stay there until I give you word;
for Herod is about to search for the
young child to destroy it.” All this “for
that to be fulfilled which was spoken by
God through his prophet, saying “Out of
Egypt I called my son.” Matthew 2: 1-15.
Thus the Magi were truly servants of God.
We would do well not to judge divine will.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dr John Celes’ Song of Christmas,2009
The time for Christmas comes at last;
Prepare for baby Jesus, fast;
Confess your sins committed past;
Proclaim the joy to world, so vast!
The manger home of Jesus Christ,
Afilled with angels who sing first,
‘Hosanna to the One Highest’,
And ‘peace to men, who serve Him best! ’
So spread the tidings, angels brought;
A Savior King, the world has got;
The baby sleeps on hay, not cot,
To share the suffering mankind’s lot!
The Son of God came to this world,
By being born in freezing cold;
Bethlehem’s Star to Magi told,
‘A king was born to peace unfold! ’
So share the joy of Jesus’ birth,
And spread the peace upon the earth;
Let mankind live for heaven’s mirth,
By making lives on earth all worth!
Say ‘Merry Christmas’ to all men;
Bring joy of X’mas to children;
And shower blessings on women;
Let’s pray and sing, Amen, Amen!
‘Merry X’mas,2009! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-08-2009
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Christmas Revisited
Two thousand years ago
In Bethlehem town, Oh,
A baby boy was born
In manger-shed forlorn!
He lay upon the hay,
Swaddled in cloths that day,
As watched Mary mother,
And Joseph, his father.
It was a cold, dark night;
There was just oil-lamp’s light;
But angels-choir sang song,
As bells near tolled ding-dong!
’Emmanuel’, his name;
The near-by shepherds came;
They worshipped babe boy-king,
As angels turned to sing.
Oh, what a heavenly sight!
The baby slept so tight;
He had brought joy to all,
Peace to men of good-will!
The boy was ‘King of kings’
For heaven, all earthlings!
The redeemer foretold,
For sinners of this world.
Bethlehem’s star stood there;
A phenomenon rare,
And brought the Magi three,
By camel-back to see!
It was a dream come true
Born was a Savior new,
Who shunned all pomp and show;
Rejoiced earth, heaven, Oh!
‘Hosanna in the high,
Sang angels in the sky! ’
Glory and thanks to God
For his love, mercy odd!
Spread Christmas cheer around
Spread peace, joy across world;
God’s kingdom is now nigh
If repentant, we die!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-16-2009
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Three Very Special Gifts
three magi with three symbolic gifts
gave chase to a bright star in the east
bringing special gifts of gold, myrrh, and frankincense
all to a newborn king
who became high priest
oh yes! these magi had very good sense!
this newborn king gave the angels a reason to sing
the world a reason to rejoice
then the exclamation of a great voice-
this is my beloved son, in whom i am well pleased! ! !
for this priest- i will go to my knees
and give my soul's devotion-
for the gifts of peace
love
and eternal salvation!
poem by Rachel Nichols
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The Christmas Number poem.
One Star to shine, over the stable that first Christmas morn,
One Angel Gabriel, gave the message, Jesus would be born;
One stable to stay in, cause there was no room in the inn,
And One new King born, to be our Saviour, to save us from sin.
Two parents to come, give a child a new start,
Two cousins, who found each did love God from the heart;
Two special people, who blessed the new Saviour,
And two baby boys born, for a reason, in Gods favor.
Three wise men, came traveling from the east,
Three gifts to be given, to a new king, our high Priest;
Three sets of people, see the babe in the manger,
And three days journey for the new family in danger.
Four or more, shepherds heard the angel speak, in the sky,
Four or more angels singing, praises, the shepherds did sigh;
Four or more soldiers searching for the new born king,
And four or more reasons why we our praises should sing.
poem by Margaret Haig
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