Lest the week before Christmas becomes a panic-stricken, list-driven flurry...
Lord help me hear Your whisper, "Peace, be still!"
Still my thought Lord, let it linger
Not on lists that kill the thrill
But on Baby in a manger
Come to bring peace and good will
Calm the storm of futile worry
When I see that Baby Boy
In the midst of Christmas-flurry
Jesus, fill me with Your joy
Stir in me more than words, pious
Ring that angel’s hymn again
“Glory to God in the highest
Peace on earth, goodwill to men”
© Janet Martin