Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house
were broken toys and a dead rubber mouse.
The stockings were empty by my cracked leather chair
It looked like a tornado and just passed through here
I did not receive a single present
but gave all I had to the make others content
I had in my spirit a feeling not so nice
thinking I had out given other more than twice
When suddenly I was struck by a far reaching thought
Jesus gave all, my salvation he bought
The mess in the house seemed much smaller then
I smiled as I refocused on him
