No snow lay on the hills that night,
No church bells rang at dawn,
But angels filled the sky with song,
For a heavenly King was born.
No children singing Christmas hymns
No tree with coloured lights,
But stable filled with parents' joy.
Our Saviour born that night!
No Santa Claus dressed all in red,
No gifts of costly toys,
But wise men bearing off'rings rare,
For the precious baby boy.
No decorations in the house,
No Christmas food to share,
But shepherds came to honour Him -
God was present there!
No wreath of holly, but crown of thorns
His birth led Him to the cross.
No swaddling clothes, but nakedness
His death, a gain and loss.
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