Tuesday, December 25

upon Christmas Day

There was a little Baby once
Born upon Christmas Day;
The oxen lowed His lullabye
As in His crib He lay:
His tree, it was a lonely tree
That stood upon a hill,
Its candles were the mighty stars
That shine upon us still;
His toys were flocks of little lambs,
He loved to see them play:
It is for Him we are so glad,
Now upon Christmas Day.

~Christ*ine Chaundler


Blessings,
Tammy ~@~

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