The Inspiring Christmas poetry on this page is by Faye Adams, a Christian poet and former member of South County Baptist Church. Faye is a current member of First Baptist Church DeSoto in Southern Jefferson County Missouri, USA. All inspirational Christmas poems on this page are copyright protected. They may not be copied or used without permission.
GLAD TIDINGS
By Faye Adams
The angels rejoiced and sang with joy
and told the shepherds of a baby boy.
The wise men came, a king to greet,
and laid their treasures at his feet.
Thus began a celebration, which
is now observed in every nation.
So rejoice with me and sing with joy
for the king who came as a baby boy.
Bring all your treasures one by one,
present them now to God's own Son.
And may your troubles melt fast away
as the bells ring out on Christmas day!
İ Faye Adams, De Soto, MO
CHRISTMAS
By Faye Adams
Enter a gate, a house on a hill
A busy street, a closet still
Enter a heart, discover there
A new birth of hope, amid despair
When music fills all the air
Itıs Christmas, Christmas everywhere
Once a year, God touches the earth
With the magic of His holy birth
Once a year, We sing of the One
Who came to us as Godıs own Son
Oh, to have Christmas every day
But truth is only for Him to say
The truth that Jesus, living still
Longs each day our cups to fill
With peace, joy, love divine
Just as now, at Christmas time.
İ Faye Adams, De Soto, MO
CHRISTMAS MAGIC
By Faye Adams
The Christmas season starts earlier every year
Even before Thanksgiving, causing us to fear
That merchants spoil it, that itıs all about selling
That nothing can save it, nothing worth the telling
But soon we realize, we love this time of year
When our mailboxes daily bring words of cheer
When friends get together, sharing delicious fare
Exchanging thoughtful gifts, chosen with care
When the world lights up in multicolored hue
As stars and Angels, yes, Santa and reindeer too
We don't mind Santa, we know the real deal
We know all about Jesus, and how we really feel
It seems like magic, the changes taking place
When music everywhere takes on a new face
Telling again the story we never tire of hearing
Of a baby born to man, a King of humble bearing
When the stars shine brighter and hope is reborn
Just as it was on that first Christmas morn
Our hearts are made tender, our spirits revive
Two thousand years later, because Heıs still alive!
İ Faye Adams, De Soto, MO
WHAT'S THAT I HEAR?
By Faye Adams
The bells are ringing,
listen, listen.
The angels are singing,
do you hear?
They are telling the story
once again.
The Son is exalted, exalted.
Handel's Messiah is heard
in heaven, as always.
What a gift God gave us
through one man,
willing to listen.
Listen closely,
listen with your heart,
what do you hear?
İ Faye Adams, De Soto, MO
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