A Christmas Story

So Christmas soon is coming,

Keep the gifts and keep the wine.

All the families shouting joyous,

take your laughter and take mine.

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Presents spill in their abundance,

on the tree and on the floor.

Children running, screaming, ragged,

all now gone and all the more.

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Christmas turkey, cake and trifles,

fills the tables, fills the halls.

Bread and butter for the lonely,

forget his cry, forget his calls.

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Songs ring out for our great Savior,

He was blessed, He was born.

Do they know Him on the Easter,

He was bloody, He was torn?

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I shall dance before the Lord,

Upon the sand, upon the beach.

I shall dance before his throne,

out of harm and out of reach.

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I shall sing my songs before Him,

of the morning, of his birth.

He shall place the stars in Heaven,

look with awe and look with mirth.

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On Christmas day then I will rest,

in His Heaven, in His hand.

And He will place me back so careful,

near the waves and near the sand.