The best present ever given was wrapped in swaddling clothes
It did not come with tags or with any special bows
The best present ever given was laid in a food trough
It did not come in a room filled with stuff
The best present ever given was not out of goodness or merit
It did not come because any of us deserved it.
The best present ever given was God’s only son
He came as a human, the only sinless one.
The only tree that ever to the gift mattered
Was the one he later died on and sin shackles shattered.
The lights of Christmas twinkled in his eyes
For the light of the World in that manger lied.
No stockings, no trimmings, no cookies or cute songs
Only praises from Angels and stars shining strong
Today our Christmas is focussed on magic and wonder
But on the Christ born that day do we even ponder
Do we give him the honor and Glory he deserves
Or do we merely our Christmas dinners serve?
Are we broken over our unworthiness and need for his birth
Do we worship our Savior or do we worship us first?