Christmas Poems and Prayers for Christians

Christmas is a time when families gather together to spread the light and love of Jesus Christ so that others in our world may know him too. This collection of original Christian Christmas poems and prayers is designed to help you celebrate and share the gift of Jesus during the season of his birth.

Not Only Christmas Day

Lord, this is my prayer
Not only on Christmas Day
But until I see you face to face
May I live my life this way:

Just like the baby Jesus
I ever hope to be,
Resting in your loving arms
Trusting in your sovereignty.

And like the growing Christ child
In wisdom daily learning,
May I ever seek to know you
With my mind and spirit yearning.

Like the Son so faithful
Let me follow in your light,
Meek and bold, humble and strong
Not afraid to face the night.

Nor cowardly to suffer
And stand for truth alone,
Knowing that your kingdom
Awaits my going home.

Not afraid to sacrifice
Though great may be the cost,
Mindful how you rescued me
From broken-hearted loss.

Like my risen Savior
The babe, the child, the Son,
May my life forever speak
Of who you are and all you've done.

So while this world rejoices
And celebrates your birth,
I treasure you, the greatest gift
Unequaled in your worth.

I long to hear the same words
That welcomed home your Son,
"Come, good and faithful servant,"
Your Master says, "Well done."

And may heaven welcome others
Who will join with me in praise
Because I lived for Jesus Christ
Not only Christmas Day

--By Mary Fairchild

As Long as There's a Christmas

The first few lights glow brightly,
as you watch the season start.
You know you should be happy,
but don't feel it in your heart.

Instead, you think about a time
when someone laughed with you,
and the love you shared then filled your soul.
But too soon it was through.

So Christmas comes with sadness,
and a yearning deep inside,
a thirst for love and peace and hope
that will not be denied.

Late one night you hear a voice,
so soft, and without blame,
and then, surprised, you realize,
He's calling you by name.

"I know your hurt and loneliness,
the heartache that you bear.
I listen and I cry with you
through every single prayer.

"I promised in the manger
and fulfilled it from the cross.
I built a home that's filled with love
for all those who are lost.

"So let me come and heal your heart
and give you rest within.
For my way is kind and gentle
and will bring you joy again."

His words still echo through the years,
a vow that He made true,
"As long as there's a Christmas,
I will be in love with you."

--By Jack Zavada.

The Magic of Christmas

"Joy to the World," the carolers sang out
As last minute shoppers scurried about,
Desperately seeking that one special gift
That would give Christmas morning a magical lift.

As an old man stood standing, listening to the song,
Midst all the madness of the bustling throng,
In a shaky, hoarse voice he began to join in
Singing the words of the famous old hymn.

One by one people stopped with their madness
To join with the old man for a moment of gladness.
By the time the carolers finished with singing the song,
The whole throng was united as they all sang along.

As if by magic from out of the sky
Church bells rang out from a chapel nearby.
And when it was over the people greeted each other
With messages of goodwill, they shared with one another.

You see, that magical gift the shoppers sought for so long,
Was not in the buying or scurrying along.
That magical gift so desperately sought
Was the Spirit of Christmas—which could never be bought.

--By Tom Krause

The Carolers

The pine tree stands majestic and proud,
All heavy laden in Winter's white shroud.
The snow clinging and hugging each limb,
As beneath carolers sing a Christmas hymn.
Outside the warmth of that old country house,
The cold air echoes the call of a grouse.
To the smell of chimney smoke add the sight,
Of the warm glow from window's light;
And there's no question, no question at all,
Christmas has come with the snowfall!
The theme of the carol that's sung,
Makes us thankful for the life begun
When with the birth of Virgin Mary's child,
God brought peace to earth and mercy mild.

--By David Magsig

A Christmas Prayer

Loving God on this Christmas Day, we praise the newborn child, our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
We open our eyes to see the mystery of faith and we claim the promise of Emmanuel, "God with us."
We remember that Jesus was born in a manger, and walked as a humble suffering Savior.
Lord, help us to share the love of God with everyone we encounter, to feed the hungry, clothe the naked, and stand against injustice and oppression.
We pray for the ending of war and for peace in the world.
We thank you for our family and friends, and for the many blessings, we have received.
We rejoice today with the best gifts of hope, peace, joy and the love of God in Jesus Christ.
Amen.

--By Rev. Lia Icaza Willetts

A Christmas Miracle

It was six months ago, and a day,
When her husband passed away.
The doctors said there's no more to do,
So she quit her job to help him through.

The child was sleeping when his father died,
To tell her son, oh, how she tried.
The little boy cried that night,
Full of fear, full of fright.

And on that night she lost her faith,
Never to believe in the "Pearly Gate."
She made a vow to never pray,
It meant nothing now, anyway.

At the funeral, he could only stare,
Wishing that his dad were there.
Tears were filling people's eyes,
Saddened by the young boy's cries.

As the months went by, things got rough,
She went back to work, but it wasn't enough.
With no food, no money, and bills to pay,
She just couldn't bring herself to pray.

Before she knew it, it was Christmastime,
And she wasn't able to save a dime.
She felt so bad that she had no tree,
For all her son's friends to see.

On Christmas Eve, they slept together;
She promised her son, she'd be there forever.
He asked her if Santa was coming tonight.
She whispered no, with tears in sight.

Her son would sulk, it wasn't fair;
She hated to see him in despair.
She wanted to give her son some joy,
Oh, how she wished she had a toy.

Then:

The mother got to her knees to pray,
Asking the Lord to hear her say.
She asked for help to return a smile,
To the face of her little child.

On Christmas morning, the boy was screaming;
She saw his eyes were wide and gleaming.
At the door were games, toys, even a bike,
And a card that said, "For the tyke."

With a great big smile and eyes so bright,
He kissed his mom as he held her tight.
She learned that a charity heard of her plight,
And frantically scrambled through the night.

Then again:

The mother got to her knees to pray,
Thanking the Lord for hearing her say.
She thanked the Lord for returning a smile,
To the face of her little child.

--By Paul R. MacPherson