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The Priceless Gift Of Christmas

by Helen Steiner Rice


Now Christmas is a season,
For joy and merrymaking,
A time for gifts and presents,
For giving and for taking.

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A festive, friendly, happy time,
When everyone is gay . . .
But have we ever really felt,
The greatness of the Day?

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For through the centuries the world,
Has wandered far away,
From the beauty and the meaning,
Of the Holy Christmas Day.

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For Christmas is a heavenly gift,
That only God can give,
It's ours just for the asking,
For as long as we shall live.

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It can't be bought or bartered,
It can't be won or sold,
It doesn't cost a penny,
And it's worth far more than gold.

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It isn't bright and gleaming,
For eager eyes to see,
It can't be wrapped in tinsel,
Or placed beneath a tree.

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It isn't soft and shimmering,
For reaching hands to touch,
Or some expensive luxury,
You've wanted very much.

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For the priceless gift of Christmas,
Is meant just for the heart,
And we receive it only,
When we become a part.

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Of the kingdom and the glory,
Which is ours to freely take,
For God sent the Holy Christ Child,
At Christmas for our sake.

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So man might come to know Him,
And feel His Presence near,
And see the many miracles,
Performed while He was here.

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And this Priceless Gift of Christmas,
Is within the reach of all,
The rich, the poor, the young and old,
The greatest and the small.

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So take His Priceless Gift of Love,
Reach out and you receive,
And the only payment that God asks,
Is just that you believe.

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Merry Christmas


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