This Year At Christmas Poem by Jean Penner

This Year At Christmas

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This year at Christmas, I'll wander,
To a snowy, glistening place,
Where God watches warm through the window,
Blessing my life with His grace.

This road which I'm eager to travel,
Leads home, to my heart deep within,
For Christmas comes just as a snowflake,
Soft little sprinkles of Him.

The gentle lights out on the corner,
Shine soft o'er the hills which I trod,
Reminding me even in darkenss,
I walk in the comfort of God.

Falling so gentle the snowflakes,
God's grace drifts over the land,
Like a comforting blanket of love,
Our lives are wrapped up in His hands.

His peace warms my soul like a mitten,
It envelops my fears like a glove,
Keeping me warm in His presence,
I know I am safe in His love.

As silence echoes around me,
In wonder, the message I hear,
The whispers of God which surround me,
Telling me that He is near.

Grace falling soft on my shoulders,
Peace shining bright on the snow,
Hope in the song of the angels,
God's watching His children, I know.

This year at Christmas I'll travel,
Down a road to my heart deep within,
For Christmas comes just as a snowflake,
Soft little sprinkles of Him.

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