When the bells of Christmas Eve ring out,
I'd like to find my way
to the little town of Bethelem
where Baby Jesus lay,
all cuddled in His mother's arms
upon sweet, fragrant hay.
As the kind animals came close
and gathered all around
to see this precious, newborn Babe
the moving star had found,
they seemed to know this innocent
would all the world astound.
Though we can't go to Bethlehem,
we still may see the star
if we look East with expectance
and keep our hearts ajar.
Somewhere in God's Heavens,
it's shining from afar.
My wish for you this Christmas is
that you may find the joy
that came to all the Earth with Him;
our blessed Christmas boy.
By: Joyce 12/22/05