Tis the Season I most believed in
The day I held onto
But this year I found the meaning
Of what I never knew
Yes,it ripped from under my feet
The reason I once had
To believe in only Christmas
How could it be so bad?

Like the Tree I dearly decorated
Like the magic of the Day
But inside I longed for meaning
And found the Truth as someone said
That they don't believe to celebrate
The day I thought was laid
But proved the Bible right
No where it solmen state
The real birth of Jesus
Yes the very excact date

Tis not only the joyous tiding
That the Angels brought that night
But the daily life of Christ
His birth-His Life he gave

Every day I found should be
The celebration to His Divinity
Not only did it end
On the day He came to Earth
But the tale of how my saviour Lived
That's the days that deserve
To be written in the heart
To be treasured most-more than gold
Of Jesus way of Living
Yes the Tale from very old

And so
I believe in Christs birth
But Christmas day alone aint worth
Its about much more than presents
Or the TRee
Or the date
Its about realising in Faith,
Brought my Saviour to Earth:
Yes Gods Hand alone
Gave Jesus us His Birth,
And His Every day Life spent
Till His triumphant Return

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