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Quotes from Christmas poems

'Tis blessed to bestow, and yet,
Could we bestow the gifts we get,
And keep the ones we give away,
How happy were our Christmas day!
The earth has grown old with its burden of care,
But at Christmas it always is young.
Let Christmas not become a thing
Merely of merchant’s trafficking,
Of tinsel, bell and holly wreath
And surface pleasure, but beneath
The childish glamour, let us find
Nourishment for soul and mind.
Let us follow kinder ways
Through our teeming human maze,
And help the age of peace to come
From a Dreamer’s martyrdom.
From home to home, and heart to heart, from one place to another
The warmth and joy of Christmas, brings us closer to each other.
Christmas time's for dreaming
Thoughts of long ago...
Holidays of childhood,
Memories all aglow.
At Christmas play and make good cheer,
For Christmas comes but once a year.
Christmas is the happiness that lights our children's eyes.
Christmas is a song of bells ringing through the skies.
Christmas is a time of peace, of contentment deep within,
A time of love and silent hope that years will never dim.
Only in souls the Christ is brought to birth,
And there He lives and dies.
May you have the gladness of Christmas which is hope;
The spirit of Christmas which is peace;
The heart of Christmas which is love.
Peace on Earth will come to stay,
When we live Christmas every day.
Christmas is here:
Winds whistle shrill,
Icy and chill.
Little care we;
Little we fear
Weather without,
Sheltered about
The Mahogany Tree.
Whatever else be lost among the years,
Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing:
Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears,
Let us hold close one day, remembering
Its poignant meaning for the hearts of men.
Let us get back our childlike faith again.
Heap on the wood!
The wind is chill;
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep our Christmas merry still.
Bless us Lord, this Christmas, with quietness of mind;
Teach us to be patient and always to be kind.
This time of year means being kind
to everyone we meet,
To share a smile with strangers
we may pass along the street.
The time draws near the birth of Christ;
The moon is hid; the night is still;
The Christmas bells from hill to hill
Answer each other in the mist.
Christmas hath a darkness;
Brighter than the blazing noon;
Christmas hath a chillness
Warmer than the heat of June,
Christmas hath a beauty
Lovelier than the world can show:
For Christmas bringeth Jesus,
Brought for us so low.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know,
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
You will find the road to Christmas
Where your hopes and dreams come true,
And your heart will know the magic
That the season brings to you.
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!
I love the Christmas-tide, and yet,
I notice this, each year I live;
I always like the gifts I get,
But how I love the gifts I give!
Christmas now surrounds us,
Happiness is everywhere
Our hands are busy with many tasks
As carols fill the air.
Love came down at Christmas,
Love all lovely, love Divine;
Love was born at Christmas;
Star and angels gave the sign.
The peace of Christmas fills our hearts,
Inspiring many living deeds.
It takes our cares and fears away
And gives the courage each one needs.
When Christmas bells are ringing
The carols old and true
Of you, dear friend, I'm thinking,
And I send my wish to you.
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer
The poor man's heart through half the year.
There'll always be Christmas as long as a light
Glows in the window to guide folks at night,
As long as a star in the heavens above,
Keeps shining down... there'll be Christmas and love.
The world's alive with Christmas joy!
Come join the merry throng.
You'll find upon your lips a smile,
Within your heart a song.
Santa Claus wears a Red Suit,
He must be a communist.
And a beard and long hair,
Must be a pacifist.
What's in that pipe that he's smoking?