A Christmas Verse

Another Christmas has come
And we prepare for all the fun
With feasting and stockings,
And at our hearts You are knocking.

At my parent's house this season
We remember the true reason
For our frolicking and praise
On these special days.

That a king would step down
To be born in a small town,
Among animals and hay
In a rather smelly bay;

That He would suffer and die
For all the world's lies,
To set us for Himself apart
Oft softens my stone heart.

So on this Christmas Eve
Let us sing and let us receive
The truest gift of God's grace,
Written in the babe's precious face.