Standing Around the Tree

We stand around this tree of evergreen,
A family tradition, a wonderful scene.
Pulling out the garland and orbs so bright,
The tree is trimmed and topped with a star of light.

We recall the time long ago,
We rejoice in what we know.
Jesus came down in manger of low estate,
He came on a cold and bitter night, so late.

The tree is a symbol of His undying love,
And He came down from Heaven above.
Faithful He will be forever more,
By His cradle we will come and adore.

We stand and look upon the cross,
Knowing what He did came at great cost.
The tree, where precious was the flow,
Take me there, so that I may know.

Weight of the World

You had the weight of the world on Your back,
You gave all and nothing did You lack.
This weight we could not bear alone,
But You did and by Your blood atone.

When we feel like it is all too much,
We can ask for the Savior's touch.
He told us that He is there to share,
These burdens that we so often bear.

The weight of the cross was on Your back,
You knew that we would fall, and get off track.
You gave Your life, no questions asked,
To speak of You, is what we are tasked.

Your strength far greater than Atlas,
Changing our flesh, so into eternity we can pass.
You have given us a cross to bear,
When we are overwhelmed, You do care.