My Dear Precious Jesus, I did not mean to take Your Place...

My dear precious Jesus, I did not mean to take Your place,

I only bring toys and trinkets, while You bring love and grace.

People give me lists of wishes and hope they come true;

But You hear the prayers of the heart and promise to do Your will.

Children try to be good and not to cry when I am coming to town;

But You love them unconditionally, and that love will abound.

I leave only a bag of toys and temporary joy for a season;

But You leave a heart of love, full of purpose and reason.

I have many believers and what one might call fame;

But I never healed the blind or tried to help the lame.

I have rosy cheeks and a voice full of laughter;

But no nail-scarred hands or a promise of the hereafter.

You may find several of me in town or at a mall;

But there is only one omnipotent You to answer a sinner’s call.

And so, my dear precious Jesus, I kneel here to pray;

To worship and adore You on this, Your holy birthday.