Stop a minute.
Stop a minute,
take time to think.
As you decorate your tree
and make that Christmas wish.
What’s it really all about?
Father Christmas, food and drink,
an excuse for parties is that all it is?
Is that really all it is?
What about Jesus, or have you forgotten,
that he is the Christ and this is his Mas!
A time when he came and gave up his splendour
and humbled himself as a man,
or should I say a child,
well I mean a baby, yes a baby!
Defenceless, helpless dependant on his parents.
Just like any other new born to this world.
Defenceless, helpless dependant on his parents.
Just like any other new born to this world.
O little town of Bethlehem,
how still we see thee lie.
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,
the silent stars go by.
Yet in the dark street shining,
the everlasting light.
The hopes and fears of all the years,
are met in thee tonight.
So stop a minute,
take time to think.
As you decorate your tree
and make that Christmas wish.
What’s it really all about?
(written by Beef)
