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T'WAS THE BEGINNING OF CHRISTMAS

T'was the beginning of Christmas, and down in Judea,

Great things were happening; they had no idea
That because of the census, the couple would come
To Bethlehem, where they'd bring forth a son.

A son who, for centuries, had been expected,

But when the time came, He was much neglected.

You see, the inn in the town was full to the brim,

And when the baby was born, they didn't know it was Him.

Because His parents weren't rich or important, you see;

They were regular folks, kinda like you and me.

Now, some shepherds were out in a field with their sheep,

Trying desperately hard not to fall asleep,

When what, to their wondering eyes, did appear,

But a brightly clothed angel, who said, "Looky here,"

"Do not be afraid, for I bring you good news,

Which shall be for all people, including the Jews.

For to you this day is born a saviour,

Whom God sent to you, despite your behaviour.

You will find the baby in swaddling clothes,

With ten little fingers and ten little toes.

He's in a feed-trough, I'm sorry to say.

Just head toward town, over that-a-way."

Then a whole bunch of angels appeared, what a sight!

Their praises rang loud. They lit up the night.

So the shepherds, they went and they found the small boy,

And told everybody the glad tidings of joy.

A year or two later, some Magi came, asking,

"Where is the child who was born to be King?

We saw a new star, so we knew it was time

To come here and worship. Why're we speaking in rhyme?"

King Herod got worried; in fact, he was jealous.

He called the chief priests, and said, "Hey, tell us,

What do you know about this King of the Jews?

Where is he now? Do I have much to lose?"

They said, "Yes, it's true, from the city of David,

The Messiah will come, so that we can be sa-ved."

So Herod said, "Go. Go and see him, but when

You find him, come back and tell me, so then

I can worship him too." But that was a lie.

Herod actually wanted the baby to die.

So they left the palace and saw the same star

They had seen once before; only this time, not far.

When they got to the house where the child was living,

They bowed down before Him in praise and thanksgiving.

Then God sent a dream to the Magi, to say,

"Don't go back to Herod", so they left the back way.

Then Herod got angry, oh, Herod was mad.

He did something terribly, terribly bad.

He killed all the boys up to two years, you see.

But God said to Joseph, "Take your family and flee."

So Jesus survived, and grew to a man,

So He could fulfill God's wonderful plan.

Now you may be thinking, "That story's so neat.

I've heard it before; it's always a treat.

But it's just a story from long, long ago.

It's got nothing to do with me, you know."

But, see, Jesus did save us; He died for our sins.

He died on a cross, and then rose again.

God loves us so much, He sent us His Son.

He wants us to know Him before we are done.

So it's not just a birth, but a life, death, and more

That we now celebrate Christmas for.

Now my poem is through, and so, this is when

I say, "Merry Christmas to all. God Bless You. Amen.

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