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.
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