Christmas Rubies In My Treasure Box

  Angel  On A Mission I'm an angel on a mission from God; I'm an angel on a mission of love. I rejoice in the heavenly choir; Sparkling white my heavenly attire. I'm practicing for our grand appearance; Which will be a historical occurrence. All angels in line- are ready to go; "Part the clouds! - Go have a glorious show!" The skies are opening for all to see; And we spring forth in God's perfect glory. The clouds are glowing from sky to earth; As we declare the Saviors holy birth. Shepherds shield their eyes and quake to the ground; Rays of light are circling all around. "Fear not'  we cry, we bring you good tidings;" In awe we sing upon our golden wings. We sing, Glory to God in the highest; The shepherds praise the Lord and feel so blest. For the Savior was born this holy day; They gather their sheep and go on their way. We direct them to the star, radiant ; And they go to find the new born infa...

        Thank-You Baby Jesus Susan Y Nikitenko December 19th, 2012   Thank-you precious Son of God, our holy loving Lord; Thank -you baby Jesus for coming to this world. Thank-you for the Christmas star that shines up in the sky; Thank-you for the evergreen, In Christ we'll never die.   Thank- you for the Christmas angels singing in the light; Thank-you for the shepherds that kneel this silent night. Thank-you   for the wise men who travel   desert lands; Who come so very far with three precious gifts in hand.   Thank-you for your true love upon this joy filled Christmas; You are the- Emanuel , our God come down to us. Thank-you for mother Mary and for wise Joseph too; Thank-you   baby Jesus for all you come to do.   Poetry On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In An...

   The Star of Christmas Is Shining The star of Christmas is shining; It's shining for all to see. Follow it's  light to the Savior; Find Him, in faith bow the knee. He's no longer in a manger; Nor upon a cruel tree. Death could not keep Him in a grave; His love won eternally. A Christmas wreath hangs from the cross; A bow on the manger bed. An evergreen tree is now standing; Below the star up ahead. In Jesus we live forever; Our sins are all washed away. God gave us a gift from heaven; That astounding Christmas day. The star of Christmas is shining; From pages of grace and truth. The greatest gift is ever given; Was written in love for you. Susan Y Nikitenko December 14th, 2012 © Updated December 18th 2019  Poetry And Other Materials On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requ...

    A Present Sent With Love   Jesus was the baby; Born on Christmas day. He would one day grow up; And take our sins away.   Jesus was the baby; Sent from God above. Heavens Christmas present; A present sent with love.   Jesus was the baby; Held in Mary's arms. Laid in a manger bed; And kept from all harm.   Jesus was the baby; Underneath the star, Worshipped by shepherds, And Kings from afar.   Jesus was the baby; Sent from God above. Heavens Christmas present; A present sent with love.   Susan Y Nikitenko December 11,2012 Children's Song Poetry And Other Materials On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com" All my poems with stories are both real and fictional designed to illustrate a biblical truth. All Rights Reserved. P...

  Little Baby Jesus Little baby Jesus; Lying on the hay. You will do mighty things; When you grow up someday.   You will preach and teach; To a vast multitude. You will cast out demons; And feed ten thousand food.   You will love the loveless; And set the captive free. You will love the children; That worship at your knee. You will walk on water; Turn water into wine. Heal the lowly leapers; and heal the deaf and blind.   Little baby Jesus; Laying on the hay. You will do mighty things; When you grow up someday.   You are a gift from God; Redeemer of the world. Little baby Jesus; You are the Lord of lords.   You will provide the Way; You will suffer our cross. You will give salvation; To a world that is lost.   You are the Son of God; And sinless you will be. Oh, holy lamb of God; One day you'll die for me. Little baby Jesus; Laying on the hay. You will do mighty things; When you grow up someday. One day you wi...