The spirit of Christmas

The spirit of Christmas is often found
In things that we can see
A street of gold and silver
A sparkling Christmas tree.

It’s found in quiet serenity
Of freshly fallen snow
In lights upon the river
A candles’ gentle glow.

It’s found in pretty presents
And treasures of delight
In stories told of Christmas’ past
On cold and wintry nights.

It’s found in Yuletide carolers
Who stand out in the street
And spread good cheer and tidings
To everyone they meet.

It’s found in bustling cities
As choirs get up to sing
In sleepy little villages
Where lonely church bells ring.

It’s found within a beggar’s heart
Who kindly takes the time
To help a cold and hungry child
By sharing his last dime.

It’s found within the prisons walls
And temples made of stone
It’s found within the orphanages
And in the nursing homes.

It’s found within the wise men
Who brought gifts from far away
And the eastern star that led them
To the stable where He lay.

It’s found within the Spirit
This gift from up above
It’s filled with pure salvation
And wrapped in His sweet love.

It’s even found in old St. Nick
As he kneels down to pray
To Jesus, Blessed Redeemer
Who was born on Christmas day.

Written By:
Marilyn Ferguson
©2002