THIS IS LOVE

With the sun for a footstool and wearing

A crown studded with a thousand stars,

Midst adoring legions of celestial beings,  

The LORD OF ALL THERE IS

Sat on His throne in Heaven and

Looked down to ponder my fate.

When He thought of the only way

To alter my well-earned destiny,

He left clouds of angels at Heaven’s gate.

For me, He became a child, born in a stable;

To Heaven's dismay, He paid the price Justice

Required to win my pardon.

And I wonder at the trade He made;

All grandeur exchanged for the debt He paid, for me,

When He allowed His Glory to fade,

Deserted His majesty for a bed of straw;

I'm humbled and filled with awe

That my heart is the manger He chose, that

Because I make room for Him inside,

It's where He now chooses to reside.

MERRY CHRIST.MAS!

Under no circumstances do I wish you a happy holiday.
You can try that if you prefer,but YULE be missing the
point of the occasion

                 (see above)