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Ponder These Things

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 Lord of the Heavens
 Seated on the right hand of God
 Four and twenty elders worshipping
 Sing glory and honor and power and might
 To the King of Kings and Lord of Lords
 Exalted above all others
 Since the beginning of time
 Glorious and majestic
 Full of awe and wonder
 All things created by Him
 All things created for Him       
 Beautiful beyond description 
 More precious than silver or gold
 Merciful and gracious
 Longsuffering and full of goodness
 Worthy of all praise
 Son of the most high God
 Holy is He
 King of heaven and earth
 Left His heavenly place
 Left the splendor and the glory
 Left the right hand of God
 Left His Father
 Left His power and authority
 Left His throne
 To come to this earth
 Disrobed of His glory
 Clothed in rags
 A baby in a manger
 No honor bestowed Him
 No welcome of royalty
 But animals in the stable
 A star announcing His birth
 Brightly shines above the city
 Wise men from afar witness the star
 They start their journey
 Angels announcing His birth to shepherds
 Not to kings
 Sing glory to God in the Highest
 Say the Savior, Christ the Lord, has come
 As a babe in as manger
 Beckon the shepherds to go and see
 They come and tell Mary their tale
 And bow before the King of Kings
 Little baby in the hay
 Mary ponders these things in her heart
 We should so ponder these things
 His humility
 His love
 His sacrifice
 All for us
 All for you
 All for me
  

It Is Well With My Soul

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 I pray a blessing on you today
 May all your desires come your way
 May you hear the sound of your spirit say
 It is well with my soul
  
 I pray that mercy will fill your heart
 That grace may be what you always impart
 That your song of life will always start
 It is well with my soul
  
 I pray that life brings you joy today
 And that peace will follow you all the way
 I pray that His love will cause you to say
 It is well with my soul
  
 Let your heart rejoice
 Let your praise be heard
 Lift your loudest voice
 To our awesome Lord
 Bringing honor and glory to God above
 He’s the Savior of your soul
  
 He will be with you each and every day
 He will guide your life and show you the way
 He died on a cross just to hear you say
 It is well with my soul
Christmas Poetry

Emmanuel Has Come

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 Emmanuel has come to the city
 Emmanuel has come to the town
 Emmanuel has come to the nation
 Praise the Lord.  Emmanuel has come
  
 Emmanuel has come to your children
 Emmanuel has come to your home
 Emmanuel has come to save us from our sin
 Praise the Lord.   Emmanuel has come
  
 Hallelujah He brings honor and glory
 Hallelujah He brings mercy and grace
 Hallelujah He brings joy and everlasting life
 Praise the Lord. Emmanuel has come
  
 Honor and glory.  Sing His praises
 Power and Majesty to Him
 Worship forever the King of all Kings
 Praise the Lord.  Emmanuel has come
 Praise the Lord.  Emmanuel has come
 Praise the Lord.  Emmanuel has come
Christmas Poetry

Amazing

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 Wouldn’t it have been amazing
 To be there on that morn
 When shepherds came to greet Him
 The Savior that was born
  
 Wouldn’t it have been amazing
 To see the newborn babe
 As wise men knelt before Him
 Sleeping on the hay
  
 Wonder of wonders
 God’s only Son
 Came down from heaven that day
 We stand before Him
 Lord of all time
 We gratefully praise His name
  
 Emmanuel, Emmanuel
 God has come down to save
 King of all Kings
 Lord of all Lords
 Came to us as a babe
  
 Isn’t it truly amazing
 That God loved us all so much
 He gave His own Son to redeem us
 His blood reaches each one of us
  
 Isn’t it truly amazing
 That on this blessed Christmas day
 We can sing of our precious redeemer
 With hearts full of grateful praise
  
 Wonder of wonders
 God’s only Son
 Came down from heaven that day
 We stand before Him
 Lord of all time
 We gratefully praise His name
  
 Emmanuel, Emmanuel
 God has come down to save
 King of all Kings
 Lord of all Lords
 Came to us as a babe

Still on the Throne

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 When I’m weary and worn I should praise Him
 When I’m tattered and torn I should [praise Him,
 When I have many doubts
 Or my should is worn out
 I should lift up my hands and praise Him
  
 He is still on the throne, still on the throne of my heart
 He is Almighty God creator of heaven and earth
 When is seems there’s no reason
 That’s the best time to praise Him
 Give to God the glory that’s due to His name
  
 For He is worthy, worthy, worthy of all my praise
 He is worthy, worthy, worthy of all my praise

Music To My Ears

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 When I think about the fact
 That He left His royal throne
 I can’t help but praise His name
 When I think about the fact
 In a stable He was born
 I can’t help but praise His name
 When I think about the star
 That led the wise men there
 And the great angelic choir
 That the shepherds saw in fear
 When I think about His love
 To become a babe so dear
 I can’t help but praise His name
  
 Bless His name.  His mighty name
 The name of Jesus is so sweet and so fair
 Bless His name.  The matchless name
 The name of Jesus is music to my ears
  
 When I think about the fact
 He bore the stripes for me
 I can’t help but praise His name
 When I think about the fact
 That He died to set me free
 I can’t help but praise His name
 When I think about the pain
 That He endured for me
 How He gave His life for all
 That day at Calvary
 When I think about the grace
 That He poured out for me
 I can’t help but praise His name
  
 Bless His name.  His mighty name
 The name of Jesus is so sweet and so fair
 Bless His name.  The matchless name
 The name of Jesus is music to my ears
  
 I’ll sing His praise
 Every day
 With Loudest voice
 And hands up-raised
 I’ll lift Him high
 With all my might
 The wondrous name
 Of Jesus
  
 Bless His name.  His mighty name
 The name of Jesus is so sweet and so fair
 Bless His name.  The matchless name
 The name of Jesus is music to my ears

Meek and Mild

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 She came riding on a donkey
 From many towns away 
 Ready to give birth to her first child 
 The ride she took was rugged
 The trail sometimes was steep 
 Her journey would go on for many miles
  
 Joseph walked and held the reins
 Guiding her along 
 Wishing he could ease the pain she felt
 When they reached their destination 
 Relief did fill their souls
 They sought a room to settle for the night
  
 The innkeeper did all He could
 To find for them a room 
 But a stable was the only place he had
 Mary's child was born that night
 In a manger filled with hay 
 Wrapped in rags the blessed Savior lay
  
 Meek and mild
 Mother and child
 Filled all prophecy that night 
 Angels praised
 Shepherds gazed 
 Below the star so bright
  
 Shepherds watching flocks that night 
 Were summoned by the angels
 Go and see the babe in Bethlehem 
 He us Savior Christ to all
 Peace is what He brings
 Glory be to God in the highest 
  
 As they knelt before Him
 They realized their place
 As all of history would mark this day
 Simple lowly shepherds 
 Were called to be the ones
 They were the first to bow to Him and pray 
  
 Not the rich
 Not the mighty
 Not the ones in power
 He calls us in humility
 To worship Him this hour
  
 Meek and mild
 Mother and child
 Filled all prophecy that night 
 Angels praised
 Shepherds gazed 
 Below the star so bright

The Gifts of Christmas

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 I see them buying Christmas gifts everywhere I go
 They’ll wrap them all real nicely and tie them with a bow
 Underneath the Christmas tree they’ll make the children smile
 What a chance to share the love of Jesus with a little child
  
 He was born in a manger so many years ago
 Shepherds called by angels came to Him, bowing low
 Three kings came there to greet Him by following a star
 They brought gifts of great significance from afar
  
 One brought gold that shone like the noonday sun
 This gift was meant to show He was a king, a chosen one
 The riches He possessed were greater than that gold
 His victory on the cross is there for all to behold
  
 The second brought some myrrh, a gift of somber tone
 The anointing of the dead was how this gift was known
 It signified that He would die to take our sins away
 The fragrance of His sacrifice is still alive today
  
 The third gift was a vial of frankincense, oh so sweet
 It was used in the anointing oil of all the priests
 It signified that Jesus was a priest above them all
 And that our life would do well to answer to His call
  
 So this year when those gifts are underneath the tree
 See it as a moment of golden opportunity
 To tell the world of Jesus and how He is enough
 He came, He lived, He died to show us His great love

He Came to Die

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 At Christmas time we celebrate
 The Birthday of our Lord
 Born this day in Bethlehem
 A stable His abode
  
 Shepherds came to greet Him
 For an angel told them where
 They bowed before the little child
 While Mary looked on there
  
 He grew and started preaching
 Repent for God is nigh
 He healed all that would come to Him
 He taught them with no lies
  
 His message made the rulers made
 The planned to take His life
 But He knew all about their plans
 The prophets all were right
  
 We celebrate His birth today
 And rightfully we should
 But more important is the fact
 He came to die for you
  
 His purpose from the very start
 Was to give His life away
 Please don’t forget the price He paid
 On this Christmas day