The 25th in December is no regular day.
It is the day my beloved son was born.
I only wish you and I could understand
The life he was about to lead
And the number of people he was going to save.

The 25th of December,
It is held in a special place in the hearts of many.
It represents joy, hope, and new life.
But for some, it is all about presents.
Some only care about waking up to big wrapped boxes under the tree.

For me, it was the day my life began.
It was the first day I felt I had a family.
The toys and all the other presents don’t matter to me
What matters to me is that December 25th my son was born.
What should matter to you is that December 25th, your savior was born.

Christmas is a day for love and worship
Of our one and only Savior, my son.
A day to celebrate with friends
And a day to rejoice in the Lord
All we have been given because of him.