We yearn, our Father, for the simple beauty of Christmas
for all the old familiar melodies and words that remind us
of that great miracle when He who had made all things
was one night to come as a babe,
to lie in the crook of a woman’s arm.
Before such mystery we kneel,
as we follow the shepherds and Wise Men
to bring Thee the gift of our love
A love we confess has not always been as warm or sincere
or real as it should have been. But now,
on this Christmas Day, that love would find its Beloved,
And from Thee receive the grace
to make it pure again, warm and real.
We bring Thee our gratitude for every token of Thy love,
for all the ways Thou hast heaped blessings upon us
during the years that have gone.
And we do pray, Lord Jesus, that as we celebrate Thy birthday,
we may do it in a manner well pleasing to Thee.
May all we do and say, every tribute of our hearts,
bring honor to Thy name, that we, Thy people,
may remember Thy birth and
feel Thy presence among us even yet.
May the loving kindness of Christmas
not only creep into our hearts, but there abide,
so that not even the return to earthly cares and responsibilities,
not all the festivities of our own devising
may cause it to creep away weeping.
May the joy and spirit of Christmas
stay with us now and forever.
In the name of Jesus,
who came to save His people from their sins,
even in that lovely name we pray. Amen.”
— by Peter Marshall
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