Poem: The Gift of JOY

The gift of joy abounds

When the face of God appears.

A King with no crown listens

to angels drawing near.

Babe destined on heavenly path

To save the world of sin’s deadly wrath

When Death was conquered upon the cross

Knowing God wants no one to be lost.

The gift of joy abounds

When heaven shall I reach

The Face of God I see

to arrive at home in peace.

– Merry Christmas to you the from Oatman Family