How It Began

The power and the glory are not just a story

To hang on the wall as each Christmas draws near

Midst the tinsel and holly and time to be jolly

Jesus, He’s in there somewhere.

We hear street vendors yelling see trades people selling

Their incense and myrrh to the jostling crowds.

Krishna’s colourful chanters – countless counterfeit Santas,

But Jesus, He’s in there somewhere.

At this time of the year

With family and friends all around

As we share hopes and fears

Let us not forget how it began

There came monarchs and wise men

With gifts to advise men

That peace and salvation are rightfully theirs

In the joy of December

Rejoice and remember

Jesus, He’s in there somewhere.

When your loved one deserts you

And memories hurt you

The loneliest times are those spent in a crowd.

Should others deride you

Look deep inside – you

Will find Jesus in there somewhere.

Just call Him – He’s in there – somewhere.

(C) Copyright Roy Jenner - Auckland  1976