The Christmas Chrimes which you hear

Reminding man from year to year

That all your cares with you He’ll share

If you will take some time and prepare

The time you spend preparing bread

With no thought of the word you have read

You dressed your homes and community instead

With decorations enough to frighten the dead

You rush to shop and buy nice gifts

Not thinking of the head He lifts

When pain and agony eclipsed

His soul did vanish in the mist

What then should Christmas mean to you

From sin to grace you have come through

Whose birth you thought was nothing new

With grace He made your life anew

And now with confidence you may

Celebrate His birth in your special way

Recall the love that caused Him to say

Father I will go your will I must obey

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