Christ

                                 

                                In olden days lost souls besought

                                Sweet solace from the gloom

                                Of all the sin that man had wrought

                                In conquest of his doom.

                                And then one night a ray of hope

                                Shown down from one bright star,

                                And in that morn a King was born

                                Who loves us as we are.                 

                                

 

                                        With each golden minute

                            

                                        May you feel the warmth

                                              and love

       

                                        Of all the dear ones

                                              close to you

                                        And of a caring God

                                              above.