Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Imagine if the Saviour had not been born
We would feel lost and forlorn
But God loved us so much
He sent us Jesus, our lives were touched.
That glorious first Christmas morn
When our Saviour, Jesus was born
Is one which we give thanks and praise
Singing Hallelujah, our voices we raise.
God gave us love and gave us hope
For times when we feel we cannot cope.
So no matter what this Christmas brings
Give thanks to God for everything.
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Poet: Robert T. Kerlin
’Tis Christmas time! ’Tis Christmas time!
Dear hallowed name of every clime!
How each one’s heart now happy feels,
How each one’s face fresh joy reveals
As Christmas Day is drawing near
The merriest day of all the year!
Old spite and hate, the scowl, the sneer
Are vanquished, all, by kindly cheer,
And friendships nigh forgot and cold
Glow warm again as once of old.
Man’s worries cease, his hope returns,
His breast with love now brighter burns;
So, Christmas cheer! Oh, Christmas cheer!
A hearty welcome to you here.
A welcome through the world where trod
The source of joy, the Son of God,
The Lowly One who from above
First warmed cold earth with gladsome love:
Who still proclaims with golden voice,
“Peace on earth! Rejoice! Rejoice!”
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What Is Christmas Poems
Poet: Alfred Tennyson
The time draws near the birth of Christ:
The moon is hid; the night is still;
The Christmas bells from hill to hill
Answer each other in the mist.
Rise, happy morn; rise, holy morn;
Draw forth the cheerful day from night:
O Father, touch the east, and light
The light that shone when Hope was born.
Christmas Verses
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Christmas is a time of hope
Some sent in an envelope,
Children send letters to Santa
For some, it is an extravaganza.
Parents rush around
Sometimes feeling like clowns
Trying to get everything done
Thinking it will make Christmas fun.
Christmas is more than shopping at
Stores. It gives us hope knowing that
God so loved us all and sent the angels call
To announce that He sent His Son to save us all.
Christmas Messages
Poet: Phillips Brooks
The earth has grown old with its burden of care.
But at Christmas it always is young.
The heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair.
And its soul full of music breaks forth on the air.
When the song of the Angels is sung.
It is coming, old earth, it is coming to-night;
On the snowflakes which cover thy sod.
The feet of the Christ-child fall gently and white.
And the voice of the Christ-child tells out with delight
That mankind are the children of God.
On the sad and the lonely, the wretched and poor.
That voice of the Christ-child shall fall;
And to every blind wanderer opens the door
Of a hope which he dared not to dream of before.
With a sunshine of welcome for all.
The feet of the humblest may walk in the field
Where the feet of the holiest have trod;
This, this is the marvel to mortals revealed,
When the silvery trumpets of Christmas have pealed.
That mankind are the children of God.
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Christmas Quotes
Oh, how great God's love must be for us to send his only Son to save us all. Be encouraged by our collection of Christian poems which reinforces God's love for each and every person.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Christmas love is felt in the air
Love is shown by how people care.
Helping others to cope,
This Christmas love gives us hope.
Hope of kindness to mankind
Hope for peace of mind.
Hope from God above
Fills us with His everlasting love.
Christmas Poems About Love
Poet: Georgia B. Adams
So many moons had come and gone
Across the heavens fair . . .
Day followed night, night followed day
In usual sequence there.
But one night in the velvet sky
A brilliant star appeared,
A strange phenomenon indeed,
And all who saw it feared!
Shepherds upon a lonely hill
Stood dumb-struck and afraid,
Some left their sheep in panic, while
Still others knelt and prayed.
Just then bright angels pierce the night
With wingspreads cross the sky
Singing a song of peace on earth,
"Glory to God on High!"
Meanwhile the lofty star had burned
A pathway through the night,
the humble inn of Bethlehem
Was flooded with its light.
This night . . . a night of miracles
Differed from all the rest
For Christ was born to mary, all
The weary world to bless.
"Then let us go," the shepherds cried,
"To see this holy sight!"
On, on to Bethlehem they went
On, on into the night.
There they beheld the infant King
And worshipped and adored
The One who God had sent to be
The Saviour . . . Christ the Lord!
This night, so mystical, so sweet,
Differed from all the other
Because the Saviour came, there's hope
For every man and his brother.
The Christmas Star Poem
Poet: Felicia Hemans
O lovely voices of the sky,
That hymned the Saviour's birth!
Are ye not singing still on high,
Ye that sang "Peace on Earth!"
To us yet speak the strains
Wherewith, in days gone by.
Ye blessed the Syrian swains
O voices of the sky!
O clear and shining light! whose beams
That hour heaven's glory shed
Around the palms, and o'er the streams,
And on the shepherd's head;
Be near, through life and death,
As in that holiest night,
Of Hope, and Joy, and Faith,
O clear and shining light!
O star! which led to Him whose love
Brought down man's ransom free;
Where art thou? - 'midst the hosts above
May we still gaze on thee?
In heaven thou art not set,
Thy ways earth might not dim.
Send them to guide us yet,
O star which led to Him!
