Midnight
My favourite service of the year starts on Christmas Eve
It just seems to fortify all that I believe.
The carols lift the rafters and the church is filled with
joy
And the world is filled with love, the kind that does not
cloy.
It is the night we celebrate the birth of our dear Lord
And as the time approaches we hush with one accord.
Then as the clock strikes midnight we almost give a cheer
For it is now we feel again the holy babe is here.
The busyness of Christmas seems to evaporate
And we are all rejoicing even though it’s late!
We share in sweet communion the first of Christmas Day
And filled afresh with fervent zeal we go upon our
way.
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