T'was the night before Christmas
  God glanced over the earth.
He looked to and fro,
  all over its girth.
They missed it again, He said with a sigh,
  A heavy heart, and a tear in His eye.
I gave them My son so they could be free,
  My greatest gift, to them from Me
They traded Me in, for a man in red,
  a little tree, and a horse-drawn sled.
How do I save them, when all they know
  is a talking snowman, and a box with a bow.
Maybe next year, they will stop and see
  the biggest gift of Christmas
Is the little Child from Me