Christmas Rubies In My Treasure Box

The Greatest Gift Is You When I get up Christmas morning; See the presents under the tree. I'll remember to thank Jesus; For the blessings He's given me. Though Christmas is about giving; Receiving's a blessing too. Because we know the one who gives: Is saying to us, " I love you." Though our gifts cannot be compared; With the greatest gift once given. The gift wrapped in swaddling clothes; The love of God sent from heaven. --- The greatest gift, was you Jesus; The greatest gift ever given. You the Child, became our Savior; Through your blood, our sins forgiven. Each light that twinkles, each bead strung; Every little thing we've done. Each present wrapped dims because.... You, are the greatest  gift of all. The greatest  gift, was you Jesus; No greater love, has been given; You are the light of the world. The greatest gift came from heaven. The greatest gift The greatest gift is YOU. ...

"Very Special Hours" The stars shone down so softly as You slept upon my breast; The hay, within the manger, made a clean, sweet smelling, nest. The moon beams touched your tiny face. I sat enthralled, enraptured, To realize the grace, this night, Such softness had so captured! I wanted so to tell the earth The things I knew were true. I wanted, too, to hold You close; Keep all away from You. We had waited, all expectant, but were Stunned to see Your precious face! Then, shepherds came and we wondered How they found this little place. I want to make this timeless, Never go on to tomorrow, Just hold You close and claim as mine ~ Excluding future sorrow. For change is quick and I just want To hold this night forever, Never come to days apart or Relationships that sever. ...

A Christmas Gift From Heaven ------ You are a Christmas Gift From heaven; You are loves open door. Those that receive and a believe will find; Your  love forevermore.   You are greater than our greatest enemy. You are greater than all the great galaxies. Yet your love still flows to a very small world; And you've given of yourself, though you are Lord. Your voice can be gentle in the morning light; Or loud  like a storm on a thundering night. Your goodness  like a river flows freely to all; And your mercy like snowflakes on mankind falls. More than wonderful are all your miracles; And all your ways are musically lyrical. Songs are written that praise and proclaim your name; And all those that find you are never the same.    -------   You are a Christmas gift from heaven; A wondrous shining light. That leads a lowly sinner in the way; When all he knows is night. You wer...

Source:  unskinnyboppy.blogspot.com  via  Andrea  on  Pinterest My Christmas Tree I love my shining Christmas tree - And Jesus loves it too, Because He knows what it means to me; I’ll share that now with you... Atop my shining tree I place a Star to shine out bright, Reminding me of Wise Men who Were led by His star’s light. And there within the branches Many strands of light are curled - Symbolic that it’s still His truth That lights a darkened world! A wooden manger was His bed When shepherds came to see - And wooden toys and tools He saw While He played at Joseph’s knee. His hands in youth, were taught to train The wood the way to bend - And from a wooden ship He called Some men to follow Him. He laid upon a wooden ship, A pillow ‘neath His head, The night the raging storm arose And "Peace, be still" was said. At last He laid upon the wood, While ...