Sound the trumpet, let the drum beat,
Play the woodwind and the strings!
Sing for joy, tell of a Saviour's birth,
The Son of God, born to a virgin,
As a tiny babe he entered our world.
It was a long, dusty road that led to Bethlehem,
A stable sufficed for Mary and Joseph that night,
For the innkeeper had no room.
Give from the heart, think of others,
Make Christmas special for someone in need.
One day we shall see him...
Not as a baby in a manger,
But highly exalted, seated at God's right hand.
Free from pain and suffering
The redeemed will worship him,
And his praise will be unending!
A contest entry
- Christmas Tales I've Known and Loved by faithwhisperer.
1250 points, ended December 14, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - The Virgin Mary by Violinstrings.
650 points, ended December 20, 2008, 20 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - HOLLY JOLLY CHRISTMAS by dragonscales.
1050 points, ended December 25, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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you wrote a marvolous discription of the adventures of baby jesus.
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Excellent write here
So true are your words and to bring us the people to the highth of love is the embrace one so can feel within their hearts
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Oh so nice! Thanks for sharing, and talking about the significance of this holiday! Merry Christmas!
faith
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Thanks for your comment. Happy Christmas, love, Harriet
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