My Birthday collage
Saturday, February 7, 2015
8th February 2015
December
It's hard to think of anything
But Christmas in December.
There's so much to look forward to
And so much to remember
And so much to remember
7th February 2015
December
In December we're happy
Whatever the weather
For Christmas helps people
Be happy together.
A carpet of snow
Covers the ground,
The sweet sound of carols
Is heard all around.
Candles and stars
And Christmas tree lights
Twinkle and glow
In the velvet night.
6th February 2015
December
Trimming trees in stocking feet
Eating all we want to eat.
Giving presents to our friends
This is how the whole year ends.
This is how the whole year ends.
Thursday, February 5, 2015
5th February 2015
Holy Angels, And Blest
Holy angels, and blest,
Through these palms as ye sweep,
Hold their branches at rest,
For my Babe is asleep.
And ye, Bethlehem palm-trees,
As stormy winds rush
In tempest and fury,
Your angry noise hush;
Move gently, move gently,
Restrain your wild sweep;
Hold your branches at rest,
My Babe is asleep.
4th February 2015
A Christmas Poem
In The bleak mid-winter
Frosty winds made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter,
Long ago.
Frosty winds made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter,
Long ago.
Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When he comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty
Jesus Christ.
Nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When he comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty
Jesus Christ.
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
3rd February 2015
The Power of Christmas
The weather is not how we want it to be.
The sky is all dark
And filled with unfriendly clouds.
But that’s outside.
Inside, the house is warm and toasty
As we gather around the tree,
Holding hands and singing carols
Making our own bright Summer.
It’s the Power of Christmas.
2nd February 2015
Away In A Manger
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed,
the little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,
but little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.
I love thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,
And stay by my side until morning is nigh.
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