Religious Christmas Poems

Published: December 2018

Popular religious Poems about the story of Christmas and Jesus' Birth. Famous and Modern Poems that tell the true meaning and story of what happened on Christmas. Christmas Lessons and why Christians all over the world have observed the Christmas Holiday for thousands of years.

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Christmas Bells
- By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was inspired to write this poem in 1863 during the Civil War when his son went off to fight for the Union against his wishes. While this song is about Christmas time, there is an underlying tone of the war (The Wrong shall fail, The Right prevail). This poem is the basis for the Christmas carol "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day."

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I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said;
For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men."
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The Holy Night
- By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning was an English poet who lived from 1806-1861. Her first book of poems was published privately by her father at the age of 14. She was a Christian who taught herself Greek and Hebrew so she could better study the Bible, and this poem has religious roots in the retelling of Christ’s birth.

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We sate among the stalls at Bethlehem;
The dumb kine from their fodder turning them,
Softened their horned faces
To almost human gazes

We sate among the stalls at Bethlehem;
The dumb kine from their fodder turning them,
Softened their horned faces
To almost human gazes
Toward the newly Born:
The simple shepherds from the star-lit brooks
Brought their visionary looks,
As yet in their astonied hearing rung
The strange sweet angel-tongue:
The magi of the East, in sandals worn,
Knelt reverent, sweeping round,
With long pale beards, their gifts upon the ground,
The incense, myrrh, and gold
These baby hands were impotent to hold:
So let all earthlies and celestials wait
Upon thy royal state.
Sleep, sleep, my kingly One!
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The Littlest Christmas Tree
- By Amy Peterson
- Published by Family Friend Poems April 2009 with permission of the Author.
Hello everyone. I was raised in Wisconsin among many cold winters and driven to writing by two great, wonderful parents whose imagination left all of their children wide-eyed with excitement during the holidays. I was told by my father that the pines talk when the wind blows....and if you listen...you can hear them. I hope this story will leave your family with an adventure into the woods to hear the pines talking.

A Christmas Story For Children

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The littlest Christmas tree
lived in a meadow of green
among a family
of tall evergreens.

The littlest Christmas tree
lived in a meadow of green
among a family
of tall evergreens.
He learned how to whisper
the evergreen song
with the slightest of wind
that came gently along.

He watched as the birds
made a home out of twigs
and couldn't wait till
he, too, was big.
For all of the trees
offered a home,
the maple, the pine, and the oak,
who's so strong.

"I hate being little,"
the little tree said,
"I can't even turn colors
like the maple turns red.
I can't help the animals
like the mighty old oak.
He shelters them all
in his wide mighty cloak."

The older tree said,
"Why, little tree, you don't know?
The story of a mighty king
from the land with no snow?"
Little tree questioned,
"A land with no snow?"
"Yes!" said old tree,
"A very old story,
from so long ago."

"A star appeared,
giving great light
over a manger
on long winter's night.
A baby was born,
a king of all kings,
and with him comes love
over all things."

"He lived in a country
all covered in sand,
and laid down his life
to save all of man."

Little tree thought of the gift
given by him,
then the big tree said with the
happiest grin,
"We're not just trees,
but a reminder of that day.
There's a much bigger part
of a role that we play!"

"For on Christmas Eve,
my life I'll lay down,
in exchange for a happier,
loving ground.
And as I stand dying,
they'll adorn me in trim.
This all will be done
in memory of him."

"Among a warm fire,
with family and friends,
in the sweet songs of Christmas,
I'll find my great end.
Then ever so gently,
He'll come down to see
and take me to heaven,
Jesus and me."

"So you see, little tree,
we are not like the oak
who shelters all things
beneath his great cloak.
Nor are we like the maple
in fall,
whose colors leave many
standing in awe."

"The gift that we give
is ourselves, limb for limb,
the greatest of honor,
in memory of him."

The little tree bowed
his head down and cried
and thought of the king
who willingly died.
For what kind of gift
can anyone give
than to lay down your life
when you wanted to live?

A swelling of pride
came over the tree.
Can all of this happen
Because of just me?
Can I really bring honor?
By adorning a home?
By reminding mankind
that he's never alone?

With this thought, little tree
began singing with glee.
Happy and proud
to be a true Christmas tree.

You can still hear them singing
even the smallest in height,
singing of Christmas
and that one holy night.
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Christmas Time
- By Ronald Doe
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2010 with permission of the Author.
During the holiday season let's remember to be grateful for the gifts God has bestowed upon us instead of envious of the gifts He has bestowed upon others.

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Christmas time is finally here.
It only comes but once a year,
And it's a time to spread good cheer
To those we love and hold so dear.

Christmas time is finally here.
It only comes but once a year,
And it's a time to spread good cheer
To those we love and hold so dear.

Christmas time is a time of glee,
A time when peace and love run free,
A time for those like you and me
To sit beneath the Christmas tree.

Christmas time is a time of joy,
A time to sit back and enjoy
The smile on each girl and boy,
As they play with a Christmas toy.

Christmas time is a time to share
The passing of another year.
Birth of Jesus, a joyful prayer,
To show loved ones how much we care.

Christmas time is a time for song,
A time for us to get along,
To make us feel Lord Jesus strong,
Forgive all those who did us wrong.

Christmas time is a time to pray,
Put love and kindness on display,
Show compassion along the way.
Christmas time should be every day.
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Christmas Time
- By Lenora McWhorter
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2018 with permission of the Author.
The joy of Christmas and the real meaning of why we celebrate.

The Spirit Of Christmas

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At Christmas, lights burn brighter,
and friendly hugs get even tighter.
The spirit of Christmas fills the air,
and people seem to really care.

At Christmas, lights burn brighter,
and friendly hugs get even tighter.
The spirit of Christmas fills the air,
and people seem to really care.

Merry hearts are filled with cheer.
Families and friends all draw near.
The streets around are all filled
despite the cold winter chill.

Everywhere there's smiling faces,
giving and receiving warm embraces.
And for a time, sadness disappear.
Peace, joy and hope replaces fear.

All because God's love came down
and filled the earth all around.
So we celebrate at Christmas time
our Savior and Lord, holy, divine!

We honor Jesus throughout the year
so the Christmas spirit will linger near.
For the story of His birth is ours to tell -
that Jesus became our Emmanuel!
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The True Christmas Spirit
- By Ina G. Roberts
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2019 with permission of the Author.
I was sitting at my computer thinking, "What's wrong with the world?" We are more worried about banning a Christmas song than all of the truly bad things happening in our world. Then these words came to me, so I had to write them down.

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A long time ago, down Bethlehem way,
A star shown in the night sky as bright as the day.
The shepherds were watching their flocks with care
When a host of angels appeared in the air,

A long time ago, down Bethlehem way,
A star shown in the night sky as bright as the day.
The shepherds were watching their flocks with care
When a host of angels appeared in the air,

Proclaiming the son of God had been born
To deliver our souls on that cold Christmas morn.
You will find him wrapped in swaddling clothes,
Lying in a manger while the cattle lows.

A few short decades later, he died on a cross.
Without his sacrifice, we would all be lost.
So as you're running around, buying gifts and treats
To have a big party when your family meets,

Stop and remember why we celebrate this day,
It's not about gifts and food and games to play.
I think of that; we all have enough.
When you think about it, it's all just stuff.

The gift of love is what Jesus gave,
And salvation the day he arose from the grave.
To love each other is all that he asks.
I know that at times that can be a big task.

Just humble yourself and look all around.
I think what you find will be profound.
There are many who can only afford the gift of love.
No presents, no tree with a star up above.

Look into your life, and you will find you are blessed
By many who love you; that gift is the best.
So when it comes time to bless your meal,
Ask for your family to be blessed as well.

Not with gifts or money or material stuff,
but that love and tolerance will be enough.
Remember the loved ones who cannot be there,
But rejoice they're in heaven and not suffering here.

And when you see someone who is down and out,
Don't put them down or have any doubt.
Just do what you think Jesus would do.
Give what you can to help them get through.

If they misuse it, that's between them and God.
In Jesus' eyes you have done your job.
God bless you and enjoy your family Christmas day,
May peace, love, and happiness come your way.
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Baby Jesus, Child Of Love
- By Marcia A. Newton
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2021 with permission of the Author.
Christmas is the most joyous season of love as we celebrate the birth of our Lord, Jesus Christ. This poem is a celebration of His birth.

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Baby Jesus, child of love,
born of Mary, child of God,
born this night to bring us light,
God with us, Emmanuel.

Baby Jesus, child of love,
born of Mary, child of God,
born this night to bring us light,
God with us, Emmanuel.

Bells ring out, a child is born.
Angels sing out, "Christ the Lord!"
All on Earth rejoice His birth,
a Child of love, the Promised One.

Hope was born this silent night,
dark no more, eternal light.
He came to bring us saving grace,
a child of love, the Holy One.

Word made flesh this holy night,
Living Promise, Lord Divine.
Bringing peace, goodwill to men,
a child of love, the Chosen One.

Born this night, this sacred night
Jesus Christ, the Lord Most High,
came to save and show the way,
a Child of love, the Son of God.
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What Can I Give?
- By Fran Peck
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2018 with permission of the Author.
I went to my regular church last weekend and this poem was given to me by the Lord after I got home. This is how I really felt during the worship service. I hope it will encourage others to examine their lives and strive to do good works for the Kingdom.

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I went to church on Christmas morn to hear the angels sing.
My heart was lifted with every chorus; the rafters, they did ring.
I sang along with joy in my heart, the greatest sound I've ever heard.
From "O Holy Night" to "What Child is This?" I cherished every word.

I went to church on Christmas morn to hear the angels sing.
My heart was lifted with every chorus; the rafters, they did ring.
I sang along with joy in my heart, the greatest sound I've ever heard.
From "O Holy Night" to "What Child is This?" I cherished every word.

I celebrated the King's lowly birth; I shouted and danced about.
Then came along a "Little Drummer Boy," and I knew I was without.
What had I given the babe this year? A panic crossed my mind.
I tried to think of what I had given, but there was none to find.

Did I find a child and clothe him well? Did I seek a widow to bless?
Did I go to someone sick in their bed and try to ease their death?
Did I ask a sinner to say a prayer or tell him the Good News?
Did I give a beggar something to eat or at least buy him some shoes?

I bowed my head as the drummer boy played; my tears started to fall.
I didn't even give Him my best, let alone give Him my all.
So this Christmas, Jesus, I bring you my drum, the very beat of my heart.
I ask Your forgiveness, for things undone; it's the only place I can start.
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Story Of Christmas
- By Marcia A. Newton
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 20, 2022 with permission of the Author.
Luke 1:35 And the angel said to her in reply. "The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. Therefore the child to be born will be called holy, the Son of God..."

Acrostic Poem About The Christmas Story

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C - Christ is born in Bethlehem this night.
H - Holy Child, God's Heavenly Light.
R - Rejoicing in song by angels at His birth.
I - Illumination of a star from Heaven to Earth.

C - Christ is born in Bethlehem this night.
H - Holy Child, God's Heavenly Light.
R - Rejoicing in song by angels at His birth.
I - Illumination of a star from Heaven to Earth.
S - Shepherds came from their fields afar.
T - Treasures from kings who followed a star.
M - Mary, His mother, made a bed from the straw.
A - Adoring her Son, kneeling before Him in awe.
S - Story of Christmas as told from the start, keeps the spirit of Christmas alive in our hearts.
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Sweet Jesus Is Born
- By Marcia A. Newton
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2020 with permission of the Author.
My favorite time of year is the season of Christmas and the joyous celebration of the birth of sweet Jesus and the gifts of joy, peace, hope, and love that He brings to those who believe.

A Reason To Rejoice

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Today is born sweet Jesus, the Lord.
Let us be glad, let us rejoice.
Today is born sweet Jesus, the Lord.
Let us be glad, let us rejoice.

Today is born sweet Jesus, the Lord.
Let us be glad, let us rejoice.
Today is born sweet Jesus, the Lord.
Let us be glad, let us rejoice.

Sweet Jesus is born, great joy does He bring.
Let trumpets sound and church bells ring.
The gifts He brings this holy night
are peace, hope, and joy, and love's pure light.

Quiet your heart and hear the Lord's name.
Sweet Jesus the Lord, this night He came.
He came to be with us on Earth.
The Heavens and Earth rejoice His birth.

Sweet Jesus is born. His birth was foretold.
God's only Son is to behold.
On bended knee we come to adore
Sweet baby Jesus, Christ the Lord.

Love is the heart of Jesus the Lord.
His birth opened up God's heavenly door.
The joy and hope that sweet Jesus brings
will live in the hearts of those who believe.
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A Child Is Born
- By Raelene J. Elliss
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 7, 2022 with permission of the Author.
Christmas is a joyous occasion to be celebrated to its fullest. The humble birth of a tiny baby destined to change the world.

The Beginning Of Great Joy

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Prayers and songs sung
To praise His holy name
A nativity scene began
The scene we've come to claim

Prayers and songs sung
To praise His holy name
A nativity scene began
The scene we've come to claim

He lay cradled in his mother's arms
She gazed into his face
Tiny baby born
To save the human race

Shepherds came to see
Born in a filthy cattle shed
A manger he lay swaddled
Straw for his tender head

From the womb to the tomb
He came to walk the land
Cobbled streets and hilltops
Led by His Father's hand

So very precious is the gift
More than frankincense, myrrh, and gold
Lasting through eternity's days
God's glory to behold
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A Christmas Blessing
- By Marcia A. Newton
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2019 with permission of the Author.
Everyone needs blessings, especially at Christmas. This poem is about the blessings of hope, love, joy, peace, and spending time with loved ones and Jesus during Christmas.

This Is A Poem About Christmas Blessings

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May the grace of Christ bring you hope and joy,
and may the peace of Christ be yours.
May Jesus, the Lord, the miracle of God,
fill your heart with Christmas love.

May the grace of Christ bring you hope and joy,
and may the peace of Christ be yours.
May Jesus, the Lord, the miracle of God,
fill your heart with Christmas love.

May you hear the songs of the angels this morn'.
May you feel the joy that Jesus Christ is born.
May the beauty of Christmas surround you today.
May you find joy this Christmas Day.

May you thank the Lord for the hope that He brings.
May you know the love of Jesus Christ, the King.
May you always believe that Christ came to save.
May you find hope this Christmas Day.

May the peace of Christmas bring joy with no end.
May you feel the love of family and friends.
May the wonder of Christmas surround you today.
May you feel peace this Christmas Day.

May you share this day with our Jesus in prayer.
May you share this day and show all you care.
May you gather together with loved ones this day.
May you find Christ this Christmas Day.
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A King
- By Sandra Hearth
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2018 with permission of the Author.
A story read throughout the globe, a written account of a baby's journey, a story of love.

A Time Of Wonder And Joy

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Christmas, a time of wonder and joy,
A time to celebrate the birth of a baby boy.

A child innocent and true,

Christmas, a time of wonder and joy,
A time to celebrate the birth of a baby boy.

A child innocent and true,
A child sent as a gift to save me and you.

This wondrous story has reached all corners of this globe.
A king is born but one who doesn't wear a royal robe.

He will grow to teach and to love.
He will spread the word of his father above.

His gentle ways and his touch will turn water to wine.
This newborn child is wondrous and divine.

His word will be placed in a book for all to read.
His words will help heal all those who are in need.

This is the gift, no price to ever be given,
And even after death he will be risen.

His cries can be heard by all living things.
This beautiful baby will grow to be king.
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Invited To The Manger
- By Cinthya Tumlison
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2021 with permission of the Author.
Spoken word poem. Twelve lines all end in exact or near rhymes. It is a reminder that we are all invited to come to Jesus.

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Invited to the manger with the shepherds and the sheep
to visit, to behold, to glory, to believe.
The Savior is born for the nations and for me!
But what gift might I bring?

Invited to the manger with the shepherds and the sheep
to visit, to behold, to glory, to believe.
The Savior is born for the nations and for me!
But what gift might I bring?
Is there anything of value I have that He might need?
I hear the little drummer boy drum, drum, drum his beat.
Mary sings a lullaby, and the baby goes to sleep.
Is there something I can give he might want to keep?
This is all I have: my life, my words, my poetry.
Invited with the nations, the shepherds, and the sheep
to adore, to abide, to behold, to believe,
invited as a welcome guest to visit the King of Kings!
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The Miracle Of Christmas
- By Elaine G. Brock
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2019 with permission of the Author.
In 2011, my mother passed away 2 days before Christmas at the age of 98. I was so thankful she was a Christian and I knew she was with Jesus but felt immediately that Christmas would never be the same...a sad time of year. As soon as I thought that, I felt her come to me in her spirit and say..."Christmas is NOT about my death; it's about HIS birth!" I felt immediate peace. Each year when I get overwhelmed, I remind myself what Christmas is really about...thus the poem.

Reminder Of The True Meaning Of Christmas

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Mary was chosen; how could this be true?
A young girl and virgin was who they all knew.
Cousin Elizabeth, too, six months was she.
Her son was John, a "forerunner" he would be,

Mary was chosen; how could this be true?
A young girl and virgin was who they all knew.
Cousin Elizabeth, too, six months was she.
Her son was John, a "forerunner" he would be,
Lept in her womb when the news was told.
The King Mary carried they would all soon behold.
Not in a great palace but a stable he'd lay.
Not on fine linens but a manger with hay.
An angel told shepherds the glad news they'd sing,
A star led the Wise Men, their gifts they would bring.
When he heard of the birth, King Herod would seek,
But God up above Jesus' safety would keep
So that you and I could know His great love,
And one day be with Him in Heaven above.
So remember that Christmas is not "going all out."
It's a season of miracles...THAT'S what it's about.
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Christ's Advent
- By Michaela Hart
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2018 with permission of the Author.
The time leading up to Christmas is its own special time, which is often glossed over and lost in the Christmas festivities that begin as early as late November. L.M. Montgomery in her Anne of Green Gables noted that the anticipation is most of the fun. If you jump into Christmas too early, Christmas becomes old news before it actually arrives. Further, you miss the growing magic feeling derived from the waiting. You cheat yourself of the true Christmas feeling. Merry Christmas!

Leading Up To Christmas

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Silent soft snow descends.
Lights reflect into the night.
The world seems to wait,
Hushed before Christmas's delight.

Silent soft snow descends.
Lights reflect into the night.
The world seems to wait,
Hushed before Christmas's delight.

The days creep gradually shorter.
Children feel the magic grow.
Oh when will Christ's birth come?
"Soon," whispers the silent snow.

Cookies baked, trees trimmed.
The world builds anticipation,
Yet the manger is missing the Christ,
The Source of this festive sensation.

Coloured lights keep vigil.
Garlands and trees emerge.
Cards get mailed to kin.
"Come Christmas," children urge.

Then one night, the 25th,
A bell, a soft bell rang.
Then angels came and proclaimed
Christ is born, they sang!

The people sitting in darkness
Heard the joyful song.
They rang their bells and rejoiced.
Come, let's sing along!

Now, in this Christmas season
May Christ's joy rest every fear,
And may your heart grow younger
In the coming New Year!
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Jesus
- By Raelene J. Elliss
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2021 with permission of the Author.
The very essence of Christmas is the birth of our saviour, born a helpless baby in a filthy cattle shed, wrapped in swaddling clothing. So innocent, so vulnerable laying in his mother's arms, so perfect, so peaceful and beautiful. God gave us his most precious son to save us from our mortal sins. Jesus is the lamb, the lion, the bride and the light. May we find our peace in Him. Amen.

The Very Essence Of Christmas

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Three wise men followed
Yonder star that starry night
Shepherds watched their flocks
Angles sang with delight

Three wise men followed
Yonder star that starry night
Shepherds watched their flocks
Angles sang with delight

Laying in a manger
In swaddling cloth was wrapped
His mother gazed into His face
Whilst her baby napped

Born in a filthy cattle shed
Cattle gently lowing
Yonder star light lit the scene
The world was not yet knowing

Gifts brought to adorn
Frankincense, myrrh and gold
Began the very essence
Of the greatest story ever told

Unfurled His life would be
At His Father's plan
Opening the world to truth
For His endless love of man

He came to work amongst us
Born from the nativity
He gave the greatest gift
His life for eternity
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Christmas
- By Sandra Hearth
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2018 with permission of the Author.
It's a birthday, a time of joy. Gifts for all and love and peace. Cold winter nights and pretty lights. All these are symbols of Christmas, a story told the world over. A gift of all gifts.

Remembering The True Christmas

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December is here and there's ice all around.
All the leaves are gone and the soil has hardened on the ground.

Icy breath as you exhale,

December is here and there's ice all around.
All the leaves are gone and the soil has hardened on the ground.

Icy breath as you exhale,
Waiting for wrapped parcels to be delivered in the mail.

Baubles and tinsel and candy canes,
Snow now settling on the window panes.

Trees all a glitter as we pass by.
Hot cups of chocolate and homemade mince pie.

Smells of puddings, cakes and all things good,
Crackling fires as we burn more wood.

Carols heard from across the park.
Lights all glistening as they brighten up the dark.

Families gather to spend this day as one,
Hugging, talking, putting right all that's wrong.

But much more than all of this above,
This is a time for forgiveness and love.

It's Christmas and a time of joy.
It's the birthday of a special baby boy.

It's about a story that's lasted throughout the ages of time,
About a man who turned water into wine.

He helped and he protected all in need,
And the poorly he healed and the hungry he did feed.

A gift above gifts, for all of mankind.
So perfect, so gentle, so divine.

A time to celebrate on the 25th of December.
A time to be grateful and a time to remember.

With thanks and gifts they did bring.
It's time once again to rejoice the birth of a king.
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It's Still About Jesus
- By Paul Felix
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2020 with permission of the Author.
Have you ever thought about how Christmas began, a baby, a manger, a barn full of animal friends? Or was it the star of David that shined so bright, or the sound of the angel in a majestic flight? Whatever the reason, season, or birth...a child born of heaven brought peace to hurting earth.

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For every Christmas carol we sing,
For every present under the tree,
For every child that smiles with glee,
It's still about Jesus.

For every Christmas carol we sing,
For every present under the tree,
For every child that smiles with glee,
It's still about Jesus.

For all the joy the season brings,
For every shiny, glowing thing,
For every Christmas light that shines without,
It's still about Jesus.

As the joy of giving is in the air,
Also, the bounty of many blessings with much to spare,
With food beyond measure in which we shall feast,
The rejoicing of precious life makes it all complete.

Giving thanks through prayer is a timely pleasure,
For the birth of our Savior is the greatest treasure.

For with hope and grace in which we are so faithfully bound,
For it is the love of our Lord God in which we were found.

Brings to my remembrance of how Christmas began,
A King was born to save the souls of all men.
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Spread The Word (A Shepherd's Christmas Story)
- By Marcia A. Newton
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2020 with permission of the Author.
This a poem of the story of Christmas as witnessed by the shepherds.

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The stars shone bright one silent night when shepherds saw a brilliant light.
They heard the angels sing their song, "The Lord, the Savior has been born.
In swaddling clothes You'll find the babe within a manger filled with hay."
The angels sang:

The stars shone bright one silent night when shepherds saw a brilliant light.
They heard the angels sing their song, "The Lord, the Savior has been born.
In swaddling clothes You'll find the babe within a manger filled with hay."
The angels sang:
"Spread the word, rejoice, and sing. Christ is born, the King of Kings.
Spread the word. Give thanks and praise. Christ is born this Christmas Day."

On hearing news that Christ was born, the shepherds traveled into town.
They found the babe who was foretold inside a stable to behold.
They knelt and prayed before the child and gazed in awe and then they smiled
when angels sang:
"Spread the word, rejoice, and sing. Christ is born, the King of Kings.
Spread the word. Give thanks and praise. Christ is born this Christmas Day."

Then Mary heard what they were told that night by angels in the cold.
They spoke of light and heaven's song. They spoke of searching for the One.
Then Mary pondered all these things. Her child was Lord, the King of Kings.
The angels sang:
"Spread the word, rejoice, and sing. Christ is born, the King of Kings.
Spread the word. Give thanks and praise. Christ is born this Christmas Day."

Then they returned to watch their fields. Their lives were changed, a message revealed.
Go spread the word of all you've seen, that Christ is born, the Savior King.
Go spread the word. Give thanks and praise. Go spread the love this Christmas Day.
The angels sang:
"Spread the word, rejoice, and sing. Christ is born, the King of Kings.
Spread the word. Give thanks and praise. Christ is born this Christmas Day".

Go spread the love this Christmas Day.
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Religious Christmas Poems

26 Religious Christmas Poems About The True Meaning Of Christmas

During the holiday season let's remember to be grateful for the gifts God has bestowed upon us instead of envious of the gifts He has bestowed upon others.

The joy of Christmas and the real meaning of why we celebrate.

I was sitting at my computer thinking, "What's wrong with the world?" We are more worried about banning a Christmas song than all of the truly bad things happening in our world. Then these words came to me, so I had to write them down.

Christmas is the most joyous season of love as we celebrate the birth of our Lord, Jesus Christ. This poem is a celebration of His birth.

I went to my regular church last weekend and this poem was given to me by the Lord after I got home. This is how I really felt during the worship service. I hope it will encourage others to examine their lives and strive to do good works for the Kingdom.

Luke 1:35 And the angel said to her in reply. "The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. Therefore the child to be born will be called holy, the Son of God..."

My favorite time of year is the season of Christmas and the joyous celebration of the birth of sweet Jesus and the gifts of joy, peace, hope, and love that He brings to those who believe.

Christmas is a joyous occasion to be celebrated to its fullest. The humble birth of a tiny baby destined to change the world.

Everyone needs blessings, especially at Christmas. This poem is about the blessings of hope, love, joy, peace, and spending time with loved ones and Jesus during Christmas.

A story read throughout the globe, a written account of a baby's journey, a story of love.

Spoken word poem. Twelve lines all end in exact or near rhymes. It is a reminder that we are all invited to come to Jesus.

It's a birthday, a time of joy. Gifts for all and love and peace. Cold winter nights and pretty lights. All these are symbols of Christmas, a story told the world over. A gift of all gifts.

Have you ever thought about how Christmas began, a baby, a manger, a barn full of animal friends? Or was it the star of David that shined so bright, or the sound of the angel in a majestic flight? Whatever the reason, season, or birth...a child born of heaven brought peace to hurting earth.

This a poem of the story of Christmas as witnessed by the shepherds.