Matthias Pantaleon

(August 24,1984 / Oronija Island, Nigeria)

All I Need For Christmas


In a world of needy hands
I crave for nothing more than your grace

Desperate minds desire wealth
Humble hearts make healthy choice

To sail away is to drift closer
For all that we lost is found in you

Our choices comes in pair
Faith or fate; you make the choice

But his grace is sufficient for the humble
The poor are not always needy

Riches makes the proud greedy
Humble heart desire truth for christmas

And life everlasting after dead
For the heart longs for what it desires

You are all I need for christmas

Submitted: Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 05, 2014

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Christ is all I need for Christmas

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