CHRISTMAS NIGHT

O sweetest Baby Jesus

How cold you were that night.

No Santa Claus came near You

No candles gave you light.

If I were there My Jesus,

I'd put You in my bed,

And wrap You warm dear Jesus,

And cover up Your Head.

And when You woke dear Jesus,

I'd share my toys with You.

And when the tree was lighted

You'd clap you hands and coo.

But mamma told me, Jesus

You did not come to play;

For God the Father sent You

To take our sins away.

And You were our real Santa

Who gave us more than toys;

For gates of Heaven You opened

To everlasting joys.

I'll always love you, Jesus,

And Mary Mother too,

And, Oh, I hope in heaven

She'll let me play with You.

(Messenger of the Most Precious Blood)