Christmas Joy - 3 Poems
What brings Christmas joy? The poem, The Joys of Christmas,
reflects the thoughts of the Poet of why Christmas brings joy.
As you can see by the poems it is the little things of Christmas
that brings happiness. The gathering of family, the lights, the sound
of children, the Christmas baking, sharing and love all bring joy to people.
And most importantly, Christmas joy is reflected in the birth of Jesus. God's gift
to the world that brings joy and peace to all people.
The Joys of Christmas
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2011
How beautiful are the houses,
Decorated in red and green.
I love to see so many lights,
On the Christmas scene.
Tinsel, garland and presents,
Are some of my favorite things.
The feeling I get during Christmas,
Is something that everyone brings.
I love Christmas dinner,
Especially the big pumpkin pie.
Eggnog, fruitcake and candy canes,
Are also a big Christmas high!
Turkey and veggies are great,
But my favorite is Christmas dessert.
I think my favorite is the cookies,
Made only by the Christmas expert!
The laughter and love that family bring
The gifts and presents for everyone
Fills my heart with all good things
The day is full of lots of fun.
For the children, Christmas brings lots of toys
Excitement and giggles is all they can say
For the adults, we love the feeling of joy
Cherish the moments, enjoy the day!
Poet: Grinnell Willis
Once more at home, at Christmas time,
We gather at thy call,
Thy children and grandchildren,
We are coming, one and all.
From East and West we're coming,
A joyous, happy throng.
Our hearts are glad, and on our lips
The merry Christmas song.
We've had our own Saint Nicholas,
Our merry Christmas tree,
But better far than all of these.
We're coming home to thee.
Thy presence is our beacon light.
Our star by day, our guide by night.
God bless you both, your children pray,
And keep you safe for many a day.
Poet: Ellwood Haines Stokes
What a joyful hour to our sin-cursed earth.
When the tidings came of a Saviour's birth.
And the heart's warm pulse beat stronger still.
As the song was heard of Heaven's good will.
What a joyful hour! cried the sons of night.
For, as Jesus spoke, there was instant light;
And the exile heard, in that new-born day,
Of a home in heaven and a blissful way.
What a joyful hour, when the dumb could speak,
And the palsied arm was no longer weak;
When the sick could rise from their bed of pain,
And the halt and lame were restored again.
What a joyful hour, when the Saviour spoke,
And the slumbering dead from their graves awoke.
When the Prince of Life, through death*s dark domain,
Sent the warm blood back to the heart again.
But there comes an hour, far more joyful still,
When the good man's soul shall with rapture thrill;
When his eyes shall glow with the fire of love.
As he leaves this world for his home above.
A more joyful hour, when life's tide is crossed.
And the roar of its surge in the skies is lost;
When our toils are o'er, and our exile past,
And we rest in the smile of our God at last.
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What brings you joy at Christmas? Is it the giggles of the children, or the food, or
the love of family, or the sparkle of the lights? Whatever it is, we wish for many joys for you this Christmas!
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