firstsgtmike
12-20-02, 08:43 AM
MY CHRISTMAS IN HEAVEN
I see the countless Christmas trees
Around the world below,
With tiny light, like heavens stars,
Reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular,
Please wipe away the tear,
For I am spending Christmas
With Jesus this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs
That people hold so dear,
But the souds of music can't
Compare with the Christmas Choir up here.
I have no words to tell you,
The joy their voices bring
For it is beyond description,
To hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me,
I see the pain inside your heart,
But I am not so far away,
We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me, dear ones,
You know I hold you dear,
And be glad I'm spending
Christmas with Jesus this year.
I sent you each a special gift,
From my heavenly home above
I sent you each a memory,
Of my undying love.
After all, love is a gift more
Precious than pure gold.
It was always most important
In the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other,
As my father said to do,
For I can't count the blessings
Or love he has for each of you.
So have a Merry Christmas
And wipe away that tear
Remember, I am spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year.
author unknown
I see the countless Christmas trees
Around the world below,
With tiny light, like heavens stars,
Reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular,
Please wipe away the tear,
For I am spending Christmas
With Jesus this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs
That people hold so dear,
But the souds of music can't
Compare with the Christmas Choir up here.
I have no words to tell you,
The joy their voices bring
For it is beyond description,
To hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me,
I see the pain inside your heart,
But I am not so far away,
We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me, dear ones,
You know I hold you dear,
And be glad I'm spending
Christmas with Jesus this year.
I sent you each a special gift,
From my heavenly home above
I sent you each a memory,
Of my undying love.
After all, love is a gift more
Precious than pure gold.
It was always most important
In the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other,
As my father said to do,
For I can't count the blessings
Or love he has for each of you.
So have a Merry Christmas
And wipe away that tear
Remember, I am spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year.
author unknown