One small infant poor and frail
two thousand years ago
could be a million miles away.
One rough stable
meagre shelter from the night.
What's so special, what's the story here?
Centuries pass, yet still it seems to say:
Every child born, every new dawn
is another Christmas Day.
Somewhere hope springs,
one more heart sings,
it's someone's Christmas day
I am the moment when a baby first lets out a cry
or when a stranger does not pass you by.
I am Christmas Day.
One scared mother far from home,
around her, people fussed.
Even a band of passing kings.
All these details have probably
been built up.
Nonetheless there is a message here.
Born in hardship, one child changed the world.
Every child born, every new dawn
is another Christmas Day.
Somewhere hope springs,
one more heart sings,
it's someone's Christmas Day.
When I am there to relieve
an unknown person's grief,
to share the load whatever their belief,
I am Christmas day.
Every storm braved,
every life saved
is another Christmas Day.
Somewhere peace wins
one more child begins
their first real Christmas Day.
When I'm not prepared
to let the sun go down on you,
to feel your pain
and ask what I can do,
I am Christmas Day
I am Christmas Day.
Howard Goodall
(Commissioned by Mercy Ships UK, 2012)
These words are from the choral work by
Howard Goodall, presented in this form by
Nigel Jones.
Reproduced with permission.
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