Christian Christmas Poems

Christmas Love

Christmas Bells 1864

Christmas Wish for You

Timeless Christmas Message

The Magic of Christmas

Jesus is Better Than Santa

The Gift Of Christmas

A Star Shown Above

Advent Epidemic Poems

The Village Poem

Sweet Babe Jesus Poem

The Christmas Gift Poem

Jesus' Birthday Poem

Christmas Cake Poem

Week Before Christmas

Our Jesus From Galilee

His Humble Birth Poem

When I Dream of Christmas

Missing You At Christmas

Christmas Greetings

The First Christmas Lights

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Fun Christmas Poems

Rudolph's Awesome Yule Rule

The Boy Who Laughed at Santa Claus

The Last Christmas Tree

Month Before Christmas

Hanging Baby's Stocking

Hanging round the Mistletoe

Gingerbread Man in a Pan

Snowball Fight Poem

Reindeer Rule Poem

It's A Computer Christmas

Holiday Diet Poem

Peace on Earth Poem

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Country Christmas Poems

Christmas in our Town

Quest for the Festive Bough

A Country Christmas

A Cowboy Christmas Poem

Cowboy's Christmas Prayer

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Christmas Poems
for our Military

Christmas Remembrance

On Watch Tonight Poem

A Soldiers Christmas Poem
Merry Christmas My Friend

Our Jesus From Galilee Poem

It must have been a long hard trip,
Into Bethlehem that day.
Mary's thoughts were filled with wondering
As they slowly went their way.

She wondered why the Lord chose her,
To be the Mother of his Son.
She thought of what His life would bring
What lay ahead for the Holy One.

At last the day was over
The inn was now in sight,
A place to rest her weary body
For this might be the night.

No room they said - no room at all,
And Mary's head did nod.
What was His plan? This was His Son.
She would have to trust in God.

A worried frown crossed Josephs brow,
He knew Mary's time was near.
We have to have a place he said.
We can not go from here.

The stable then, he pointed out,
That's the best that I can do.
There is no room within the inn.
That I can offer you.

We know not, if it was a building,
Or a cave against the hill.
Where she laid her precious Baby.
In a manger dark and still.

But, a King was born that night.
A King to set us free,
We praise Him now, and love Him
Our Jesus from Galilee.

Our Jesus from Galilee Christmas
poem written by, Verna Parks.