| Snow gently falling and resting in mounds, Glittering lights flash all around. Icicles stretching and touching the earth, Trees of the summer holding close their new birth. With smiles on the faces of those who walk past, It seems that this year, the feeling might last. Feelings of happiness, peace, and of glee, Emotions of heaviness seem to just flee. Presents that clutter the space in our room, Transforming to piles of paper too soon. Shinny new bells that sparkle and gleem, Ringing out songs that everyone sings. This is the season of laughter and fun, Of shopping and moving so fast on the run. Perhaps in the bustle of day to day life, We are carried away with everyday strife. Let us never forget that it is only by Christ Christmas is honored this December night. His love for his people and desire to save He suffered and died and the third day he raised. This is the reason for the season we know, The celebration of love that will never let go. So with sounds of glory and voices so crisp, Let Merry Christmas roll boldly off all of our lips. |
| SOUNDS OF GLORY |
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| by Clint Nobles |