I watched the babe all swaddled and sweet
Her little hands moved and her cute little feet
As she slept so quietly all snuggly and warm
I thought of baby Jesus on Christmas morn
His mother just a teenager of maybe sixteen
His father a man who had the angel believed
A family alone in a cold little stable
Someone one day would call this a fable
But the shepherds had seen the angels so glorious
As they sang the most beautiful, magnificent chorus
“Glory to God in the highest heaven”
The Shepherds went to see the child in Bethlehem
A babe had been sent to save the world from their sin
His father in heaven had decided it would be HIM
Today is the day, we celebrate Jesus birth
A sweet little baby sent to love those on earth.
-Cindy Seaton
Merry Christmas!
