Jesus my God,
For love of me,
You were born of the Virgin Mary,
And became a child like me.
You wanted to work and suffer,
And even to die on the Cross,
To show Your love for me
And to save my soul.
When I look into the crib,
I ask You, May and Joseph
To bless my family
With lights and ornaments
I think of how beautiful my soul should be
In the grace of God
And that I will life forever.
When I see the toys I received,
I think of the many wonderful things
You have done for me.
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