Like my name upon a gift tag
Of a package brightly wrapped
Are these personal words of Christmas . . .
Individual, loving, apt.
“Unto YOU the gift is given,”
sang the angels from on high.
Like the shepherds, I’ll believe it
And not doubt or wonder why.
‘Twas “for ME” the Father planned it;
‘Twas “for ME” the Savior came.
Like the Shepherds I’ll receive Him
And rejoice, give thanks, proclaim!
by Doris Stensland in On the Back Step