Never Old

December 24, 2023

It’s Sunday morning Christmas Eve
We celebrate a baby’s birth.
Eternal life if we believe
God sent His Son in love to earth.

A manger for a royal king,
A stable for the Son of God,
The shepherds heard the angels sing,
A humble birth where cattle trod.

Just as the prophets’ words foretold,
In Bethlehem, a star shown bright.
The story’s fresh and never old.
The angels sang that holy night.

For centuries year after year,
The story’s shared we love to hear.

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