The Babe wrapped in swaddling, so soundly He slept

While Mary and Joseph, in their arms kept,

Our hope for the future, peace for our lives,

The love that’s enduring, the joy from on high.

God’s gift to each one.  At last, we could see

That Truth had come to set us all free.

If we follow His truth, on this path which we tread,

No matter the struggle or battle ahead.

If we give Him our all, and give Him our best,

This Christmas season can be a season that’s blessed.

We can see the Infant’s warm love shining bright.

We can keep that warmth in our hearts and in sight.

We can ponder the silence of that first Christmas night.

We can cast off all fear, all worries and fright.

Our souls can at last align with His will.

We can take time to be quiet and still.

As we look to the heavens with grace from above,
The Babe in the manger still brings us His love.