The tree is lit,
The gifts are wrapped,
And snow lies on the roof

All in stillness
Awaits the time
Of God's great gift of love

Rejoice my heart
And give Him praise,
For Christ the Lord is born

He left His throne,
He came to earth,
And died upon the cross

He came to set
His people free
From sin and doubt and shame

Forever more
My heart will sing
The praises of my King.

By Donna J. Howard