What is the Story of Christmas?

By: Jean Elaine Fuller
Date: December 1965

Last Sunday night it looked as tho'
Diamonds had been placed on the trees.
But you and I, of course, we know
Jack Frost had a hand in these.

The roads were white with drifted snow.
The cornfields stood lonely and bare.
From lighted houses came a glow,
Of Christmas in the air.

It won't be long 'til Christmas day,
The birth of Christ in Glory.
People now don't think that way;
Santa Claus is their story.

We should be made to think of Christ
Alone on Christmas Day.
For He was the One that paid the price
For our Christmases today.