The joy of the Christmas birth, has now come and gone,

And now Josheph and Mary, with the Christ child, could feel all alone.

Now to focus on, the child’s days ahead,

Never yielding to man, but God’s Spirit instead.

In youth, in wonder, two parents we see,

with passion, with will, they go forth in glee.

A child now to raise, seeking only their father, his praise.

Most fathers, most mothers, move forward each day,

Like Joseph, like Mary, seeking God’s grace, in all that they say.

The children we raise, and all that it takes,

‘We see also in them, our many mistakes. Trusting God’s grace, to them be revealed.

Just as in us, his grace we did see, and so also in them. we pray and we plea.

Mary and Joseph, in Christ did not see, the same sin nature, that we pray and plea.

For he was the Christ child, no sin did they see,

What was the price, for living sin free?

Mary and Joseph, cried as they watched,

their beautiful, as he died on a tree.

The day after Christmas, the day after birth,

In youth, in wonder, our children we raise,

not looking for riches, not looking for praise.

Seeking only God’s blessings, as our children we raise,

And the new birth in them, that God might get praise.

Our babies are priceless, no sin do they know,

their faces are simple, all filled with great glow.

What do we teach them, as onward they go,

A picture of Jesus or Satan do they know?

Like Mary, Like Joseph, as onward we go,

a child must we teach to God to give praise.

Though children be precious, as parents we know,

Our job is for Jesus that to heaven, our children my go.

The price is now paid, for salvation so free.

In mothers and fathers, Christ Jesus, our children must see!