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| The Holiest Day |
| Our Jesus Christ was born in a stable yet it was paradise come to Earth then. The holy Baby, God's Son, was given to us so we could live again. This Christmas is like all the other ones that have passed by over the years I say. It's been celebrated 60 times for me, each time it has been a holy, awesome day. |
| We'll exchange gifts to celebrate the love God gave to us when Jesus came. What a day it was - wisemen, shepherds and angels glorifying Jesus' holy name. I end this poem with tears welling up - every Christmas I get this way. Perhaps so do you as you praise Jesus on this holiest day. |