Hooray for Christmas trees
And the good old church pageant.
Hooray for shepherd boys
who forget their lines
And wise men whose beards fall off
And a Mary who giggles.
O Lord, you were born!
And I will celebrate!
I rejoice for the carnival of Christmas!
I clap for pajama-clad cherubs
And the Christmas cards jammed
in the mail slot.
I o-o-o-oh for the turkey
And ah-h-h-h for the Christmas pudding
And thank God for the alleluias
I see in the faces of people.
O Lord, there aren't enough choir
boys to sing what I feel.
There aren't enough trumpets to blow.
O Lord, I want bells to peal!
I want to dance in the streets of
I want to sing with the heavenly host!
For unto us a Son was given
And he was called God With Us.
For those of us who believe,
The whole world is decorated
~ Ann Weems