O, the joy of that first Christmas morn,
When in my heart the Savior was born.
The spirit of Christmas is not in the giving;
Rather in new life given to each new believer,
As Christ is born and newly living.
No wonder Heaven's angels rejoice
When a new heart believes and mouth confesses!
He is risen once again by the power of faith, by the power of love,
This He who is Jesus.
Our stripes He has worn so the yoke would be easy and the burdens be light.
To the pit He descended and with Him our stripes.
With each proclamation of faith and of love the stripes are then healed,
And He's resurrected to Heaven's most glorious height.
I joyously share in His shame and His pain.
For I know I was dead, but new life's been given.
And on me He finds not a remnant of stain.
With new eyes I see the wise of the earth become Heaven's fool.
For Him an instrument, in His hand just a tool.
The first shall be last and the last shall be first.
I shall join together with those now who are first;
To celebrate the grandest of all Christmas morns;
When each heart that brought our Savior to life,
Will forever depart from this place of strife.
We shall enter His throne room, unleash His clenched hands.
Help Him up from the floor, upon bended knee He's been found.
We're all here our Lord Jesus, not one is left out!
All stripes have been healed and we're no longer bound.
To our knees we all fall, nothing else we could do.
Merry Christmas Christ Jesus, it's always been You!
O, the joy of that precious first Christmas morn;
When in our hearts, dear Savior, there You were born.
At Christmas time I look past the glitter and glitz of commercialism. Christmas has always meant something special to me. I was brought up in a Christian home, where Christ was celebrated, not Santa Clause, etc. My first Christmas with Jesus was when I was 8 - the year I was saved. But even before that I knew the real meaning of Christmas. I have always known that Christmas means JOY TO THE WORLD...Thanks for sharing....Helen