There once was a shining Christmas tree
Standing out where all could see.
Its brilliance captured every eye
And seemed to cheer each passer-by
"The lights are so bright"' they would say
And hesitate to walk away.
The tree stood proud ablaze with light.
For every light was burning bright.
Then one bulb was heard to say
"I am tired of burning night and day
I think I will just go out and rest
For I am to tired to do my best
Besides I am so very small
I doubt if I will be missed at all".
Then a child lovingly touched the light.
"Look mother this one shines so bright.
I think of all the lights upon the tree
This one looks the best to me".
"Oh my goodness "said the light
"I almost dimmed right out of sight.
"I thought no one would care
If I failed to shine my share".
With that a glorious brilliance came
For every light had felt the same.
Our Gospel like this tree
With little lights which are you and me
We have a space we must fill
With love, lessons and good will.
Let's keep our tree ablaze with light
With testimonies burning bright
For our Gospel is a living tree
That lights our way to eternity.