Christmas comes once again
And I find myself in thought
Wondering what it means to me
What it is and what it is not

Is it the gifts, the food, the decorations?
Families joining in celebration?
Or what Jesus meant to his nation,
The hope for which he fought?

Christmas comes once again
And I want it to mean more
Than a wild consumer spending spree
To pile presents on the floor

What if, instead, hope was our aim?
Hope for all in Jesus’ name
And against oppression we all strain
No one too small to ignore

Christmas comes once again
Love fills my heart
For the oppressed and downtrodden
Struggling in the dark

Will you join me in this fight
To push away the despair of night?
Let Christmas be the return of light
A blaze of glory from many a spark