In this world of violence
and hatred and greed
Where men lust for power
and scorn those in need,
What could we hope for
and where could we go
To find comfort and courage
on this earth below
If in Bethlehem's manger
Christ had not been born
Many centuries ago
on the first Christmas morn?
For life everlasting
and eternal glory
God, make us aware
that in Thy name
The holy Christ child
humbly came
To live on earth
and leave behind
New faith and hope
for all mankind.
And make us aware
that the Christmas story
Is everyone's promise
of eternal glory.
A star in the sky, an angel's voice
Telling the world_Rejoice! Rejoice!
But that was centuries and centuries ago,
And we ask today was it really so?
Was the Christ child born in a manger bed
Without a pillow to rest His head?
Did He walk on earth and live and die
And return to God to dwell on high?
We were not there to hear or see,
But our hopes and dreams of eternity
Are centered around that holy story
When God sent us His Son in glory.
And life on earth has not been the same,
Regardless of what the skeptics claim,
For no event ever left behind
A transformation of this kind.
So question and search and doubt, if you will,
But the story of Christmas is living still.
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