A Secular Christmas

A Secular Christmas

Red ribbons of the blood He shed, each bow a crown of thorns.

The ornaments hung on the tree, just like the one that He adorned.

Each sparkling light upon the tree, the star of Bethlehem.

And the angel that sits on top, brings glad tidings to all men.


For even in this secular world, the sacred still shines bright.


Each store-bought bow, brings hope you know,


On each blessed Christmas night.


Each candle light around our wreaths, an angel shining bright.

Each gift I get reminds me of, the gift God gave that Holy night.

Each candy-cane with its red stripes, reminds me of His wounds.

Each trumpet sounds Joy To The World, He's comin' back real soon.


For even in this secular world, the sacred still shines bright.


Each store-bought bow, brings hope you know,


On each blessed Christmas night.


Each house I see with Christmas lights, reminds me of the barn,

Where Jesus got His gifts that night, like in our stockings made of yarn.

So if you're growing cynical now, about each store-bought Christmas toy,

Remember in each Christmas gift, to every girl and boy,

The gift He gave, His life and light, to bring this world some joy.


For even in this secular world, the sacred still shines bright.


Each store-bought bow, brings hope you know,


On each blessed Christmas night.



--Shane Burton
Copyright 1999