C H R I S T M A S
It's Christmas time and people
All around the earth
Will celebrate with joy
The holy Christ child's birth.
No matter that we celebrate
In sunshine or in snow,
Or that first Christmas night
Was two thousand yeas ago.
I close my eyes, it's magic
Is imprinted on my mind,
And I can travel back
Down through the mists of time.
I can see the shepherds there
On that hill near Bethlehem,
Hear the angels as they cry,
"Peace on earth, goodwill to men."
I can hurry to that stable
With a star to guide the way,
See the baby Jesus lying
In a manger filled with hay.
The wise men humbly kneel,
And I can kneel with them,
To pray that peace and love
Will dwell in the hearts of men.
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