A Christmas Gift for You II
Of the two Christmas poems for you (this one and the one in the previous post) this one is more important:
Tonight before you raise your Christmas toasts,
Before you bid good evening to your hosts,
Before you reach to gather up your wraps,
While donning them, remember then perhaps,
That though you’ll be well bundled in your coat,
There was a Christmas when, not so remote,
There was no ermine there, no velvet fine,
No silk or satin dark as purple wine,
No mink or sable, tailored with great care,
No cashmere softly combed for Him to wear;
Naught but the coarse wool of a goat or sheep,
Was wrapped around the newborn King asleep.
No wrapping richly regal or refined.
No wrapping warmly, wealthily designed.
Just wrapping rude and rough for such a gift!
Then with that thought your Christmas toasting lift.
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Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. May you and your loved ones be blessed as you celebrate the memory of the birth of our savior, Jesus Christ the Lord, the Messiah who died for our sins and rose from the dead. He will come again. This is our faith, this is our hope, and that is God's love.
You've been told and NOW YOU KNOW.