One Tiny Heart
Wake up and hear the bells ring out,
Proclaiming Christmas Day,
As congregations everywhere,
Kneel down in homage to pray.
Such celebrations here for us,
One birth of such acclaim,
What news! Here was a baby who,
Could cure the blind and lame.
One tiny heart beating for us,
A 'human' sent by God,
To cleanse the world of evil deeds,
When on this earth he trod.
The many words he uttered,
Were spoken to save mankind,
And even in our present days,
This babe is there to find.
So remember now one holy child,
For us he bravely died,
Our Father who is kind and true,
Will always be by our side.
Wake up and hear the bells ring out,
A truly joyous chime,
For they are saying, he is still
Here with us, for all time.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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