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What Christmas Means to Me


Christmas means a whole lot more;

Than the things we see in shops and stores.

In fact, it has nothing at all to do,

With my gift to me, or my gift to you.

 

Much shopping and giving with intent to receive,

Is done by folks who don't even belive---

That Jesus, The Son of God did come,

And is coming again to take the saints home.

 

Look at the word; it is really CHRIST-mass,

And a mass is a service with music and prayers

That us is said or rendered for a definite reason;

This one should be done in every season.

 

To me, Christmas means that each day that we live,

We should pray and give thanks for one who would give,

His life for a ransom, free grace to impart.

Christmas coomes whenever He is born in your heart.

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