If we would hear the angels' songs

Echo through the midnight skies,

We must put hope where it belongs-

Back into sad and lonely eyes.

If we could feel the joy that fills

This blessed season of the year,

Our love must be so great it spills

From us to all who need it here.

And if we ever hope to learn

The message of the Baby's birth,

Then each of us must take our turn

In making this a better earth.

It's not enough to merely live...

Unless we learn to do it right,

With hearts so full of love, 

they burn

Like Christmas candles in the night!

Grace E Easley