The Christmas Tree

The Christmas Tree

A Christmas tree all full of lights
With the star atop shining bright

Fills me with peace within
When I consider all it means

The green branches which smell so sweet
Makes me consider the life I lead

Is my life as green and sweet?
With fruits of righteousness great to eat

What do people see when they look at me?
Do they see lights upon this tree

Or are my branches turning brown and old
When people look at me what do they behold?

I desire to be a living tree with lights
With a star that shines brightly in the night

How do I become this tree?
I wish someone would tell me

I know the answer, It comes from within
It starts with who I consider I am

A sinner saved by grace
by the precious blood of the Lamb

I am happy now when I consider me
A tree of Light for all to see

Cherie Sheridan
11/9/99