Sing a song filled with joy,
For the birth of a little boy;
Light the tree and hang the wreath,
Today is for joy - not for grief.

Candlelight emits a glow,
As children romp in the snow;
Santa Claus will visit soon,
And the feast may be served at noon.

Giggles and laughs fill the air,
Peace and joy seem to be there;
We pray for those who have not come,
It seems we always pray for some.

Bells are ringing - dong, ding, dong,
For this season, we're filled with song;
Christmas is a happy time,
With no reason, with no rhyme.

A Christmas note fills the air,
As we sing away all cares;
Boys and girls are filled with hope,
Parents with excitement cope.

So sing a song filled with joy,
For the birth of a little boy;
Know that God's Son is here to stay,
He has come to show the way.