It's Christmas

I sit alone this silent night
With everyone else asleep
The moon and stars are shining bright
As I pray the Lord my soul to keep

The brightest star is beaming
Lighting a path for Mary to come
To where our saviour is meant to be born
This blessed city named Bethlehem

A candle burns within my home
As a symbol of my love
Showing I have not forgotten
Our blessed Saviour above

Merry Christmas to one and all
God Bless each of you and keep you safe

Written by Deborah
copyright December 1999