Let's now take our best bib and tucker in the closet,
'Tis already Christmas time all over the earth!
Wear your smiles that could turn on the day,
Bury all the worries, and don't forget
to kneel onto Him and pray.
Giving presence is not the essential part
of this most-awaited holiday,
Love; the thing that should surrounds us
on our chosen way.
And we must have to celebrate this
with a peaceful mind and a pure heart,
For 'tis Christmas time, and there are no reasons
to be sudden apart.
He will be here again just to be with us,
And we ought to confess all the sins
we made through the year:
Throw your pride on the garbage can
and blow each imperfect ash;
'Tis Christmas time, and treasure all your peers.
He's the feather in one's cap;
He's the Light!
For with His words and doings,
we are healed this much.
Let's jump at the chances from this season of smiles,
For 'tis Christmas time once again,
there are no reasons to be sad.
Oct 19, 2011
Oct 19, 2011 at 5:45 AM UTC
Let's now take our best bib and tucker in the closet,
'Tis already Christmas time all over the earth!
Wear your smiles that could turn on the day,
Bury all the worries, and don't forget
to kneel onto Him and pray.
Giving presence is not the essential part
of this most-awaited holiday,
Love; the thing that should surrounds us
on our chosen way.
And we must have to celebrate this
with a peaceful mind and a pure heart,
For 'tis Christmas time, and there are no reasons
to be sudden apart.
He will be here again just to be with us,
And we ought to confess all the sins
we made through the year:
Throw your pride on the garbage can
and blow each imperfect ash;
'Tis Christmas time, and treasure all your peers.
He's the feather in one's cap;
He's the Light!
For with His words and doings,
we are healed this much.
Let's jump at the chances from this season of smiles,
For 'tis Christmas time once again,
there are no reasons to be sad.
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