A CHRISTMAS STORY
[ Baby Jesus ]
BY PAUL L. GLAZE
Three Wise Men Traveled Afar.
In The Direction Of An Evening Star.
Under This Star In A Manger Lay,
A Tiny Infant On A Bundle Of Hay
They Knelled Beside The Infant And Voiced,
Their Prayers To God As Their Souls Rejoiced.
The Master Is Born, The Savior Is Here.
They Worshipped The Child And Held Him Dear.
They Presented Gifts Of Myrrh And Gold.
Departing In Secret, In A Dream They Were Told,
You Must Not Return To King Herrods This Day.
So They Journeyed Home In A Different Way.
Bitterness And Anger, The Kings Heart Was Filled.
He Ordered Each Male Child In His Kingdom Killed.
An Angel Appeared To Joseph That Night.
With Wife And Child They Begin Their Flight,
Heeding The Words This Angel Sent,
In Travel They Quickly Trod.
To A New Home In Egypt They Went
To Raise Our Baby God.
This Sacred Event
Embraces A Special Remember
Each Twenty Fifth Of December.
We Extend Our Greetings
In Holiday Call.
A
V E R Y
MERRY CHRISTMAS
TO ONE AND ALL
