5 Christmas Day Poems

Be inspired and uplifted by these Christmas Day poems that talk about the first Christmas day and the symbols and signs of Christmas day today.



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  1. Christmas Day
    Poet: Crocket McElroy

    There never had been a Christmas morn,
    Till near nineteen hundred years ago,
    When Christ our glorious Lord was born,
    And peace and good will began to grow.

    Christ taught fathers and mothers to pray,
    And how good, pure and kind they should be,
    And when some one pushed children away,
    Said, "Suffer them to come unto Me."

    We all should rejoice and be thankful
    That Christ loved little children so strong,
    And strive to be happy and cheerful,
    And never to do anything wrong.

    It pays to be good and be pleasant,
    And pleases our kind parents so well,
    We are sure to receive a nice present,
    When old Santa Claus comes with his bell.

    Now, my good friends and my teacher, too,
    I have one strong wish for which I'll pray,
    I wish for me and I wish for you,
    That Christ will come back some Christmas day.



  2. The Promise Of Christmas Day
    Poet: Lady Lindsay

    The shops are decked; green wreaths hang fair to see;
    Our town is gay with mirth and jollity;
    The people crowd, and laugh and dance in hall -
    'Tis Christmas Day, a merry festival!

    And sweet the story how, from Heaven's own gate,
    The King's Son came, so left His mighty state,
    While angels sang, "Glory to God on high,
    And on earth peace, for Christ new-born doth lie."

    "'Then shepherds marvelled, and a beauteous star
    Guided the wise men from the Orient far,
    !lL To bend the knee where, in poor stable-rest.
    The Virgin-Mother clasped her babe on breast.

    Yet some there be that turn aside and weep:
    Some in whose life grief's canker gnaws o'er-deep,
    Some racked by pain or crushed by blindness pall.
    And some to cruel sickness bound in thrall;

    Some that stretch helpless hands across the flood
    Which bore their dear ones from all worldly good -
    Fain would they drag those pale ghosts back, and cry,
    "If Death take all I love, then I must die!''

    And some starve daily, deeming rich folk hard,
    While others from love's comfort stand debarr'd,
    And some burn fierce in hate, revenge or wrong -
    Such fever, bred of injury, stays long.

    Some, groping at Faith's door in misty doubt,
    Are worn by conflict, from the Truth shut out.
    To all these woeful souls a Christmas morn
    Brings but new grief and weariness forlorn.

    Then bid them gaze toward Calvary's dark hill,
    Where He, our Sacrifice, bleeds for us still -
    Sinless, compassionate - for me, for you.
    Yea, mortal anguish to the full He knew.

    Misjudged He was, poor, mocked, in thought most lone;
    Scarce counted He a scrip or staff His own.
    He wept, ne'er laughed, and His few years on earth
    Were toilsome, void of praise, success, or mirth.

    Faint hearts! Christ's message wings not to the glad.
    He calls the blind, the lame, the sick, the sad
    The Christmas of the Sorrowful, for sure.
    Within His own short span did He endure.

    When here His latest wintry days were spent
    He wrestled sore in prayer, and silent went
    Out to the desert, sorrow-led, where dim
    The future loomed, and Death encompassed Him.

    His hours as holy stairs led up to God
    Steps that His aching, bruised feet slow trod.
    Dwell ye on this, ye that repine and fret,
    That He may lift and walk beside you yet.

    Bare earth and naked trees on every side
    We see around us at chill Christmas-tide;
    Yet, later, shall the crocus buds of gold
    Flame o'er this dank and desolate brown mould.

    So shines the promise of each Christmas Day;
    Though dark our path, our Guide shall lead the way.
    Here is good cheer, for Christ hath taught us peace -
    The Man of Sorrows bids our sorrow cease.




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  4. Peace On Earth
    Poet: Henry W, Longfellow

    I heard the bells on Christmas Day
    Their old, familiar carols play.
    And wild and sweet
    The words repeat.
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    And thought how, as the day had come.
    The belfries of all Christendom
    Had rolled along
    The unbroken song
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    Till, ringing, singing on its way.
    The world revolved from night to day,
    A voice, a chime,
    A chant sublime
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    Then from each black, accursed mouth
    The cannon thundered in the South,
    And with the sound
    The carols drowned
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    It was as if an earthquake rent
    The hearthstones of a continent.
    And made forlorn
    The households born
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    And in despair I bowed my head;
    "There is no peace on earth," I said;
    "For hate is strong,
    And mocks the song
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"

    Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
    "God is not dead, nor doth He sleep!
    The Wrong shall fail.
    The Right prevail.
    With peace on earth, good-will to men!"



  5. God is not dead, nor doth He sleep! The Wrong shall fail. The Right prevail. With peace on earth, good-will to men!
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  6. Christmas Day
    Poet: Reginald Heber

    Saviour, whom this holy morn
    Gave to our world below,
    To mortal want and labor born,
    And more than mortal woe;

    Incarnate Word by every grief.
    By each temptation tried,
    Who lived to yield our ills relief,
    And to redeem us, died!

    If gayly clothed and proudly fed.
    In dangerous wealth we dwell.
    Remind us of thy manger bed
    And lowly cottage cell!

    If, prest by poverty severe,
    In envious want we pine.
    Oh, may the Spirit whisper near
    How poor a lot was Thine!

    Through fickle fortune's various scene
    From sin preserve us free!
    Like us Thou hast a mourner been, -
    May we rejoice with Thee!



  7. Happy Shepherds
    Poet: Lady Lindsay

    Happy shepherds, pipe and trill!
    So your earth-tuned melody
    Join the angels' harmony.
    Far beyond yon snow-bound hill.

    Happy shepherds, kneel and pray!
    First to you the message given.
    First for you the song from heaven,
    On that blessed Christmas Day.

    Set in silver, as a gem,
    Gleams among the stars yon star;
    Ride the wise kings from afar
    Toward the Babe in Bethlehem.

    In a manger's grassy bed
    He, the Lord of Life and Time,
    Lord of each wide world and clime.
    Meekly chose to lay His head.

    Praise to God and peace on earth:
    Christ is come of mortal birth.

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