The Christmas Story

A star shone brightly in the east,
A foretaste of a wondrous feast
Of love and joy, and heavenly peace;
The promise that will never cease!

A child was born
That Christmas morn –
He knew nought of
That crown of thorn!

He lived a life of perfect love,
This he expressed to everyone.
A “mirror-image” of God above?
That Christmas babe – God’s Holy Son.