Stolen Birthday

I wonder how that it would make you feel
If the Father gave his most precious gift
Only to have his present pushed aside
For selfish idols, seemingly, so magnif'.

Wouldn't it break your aching heart
If you'd given your only valued prize,
To a generation of sinful fools
Only to have them toss it aside?

Well that's just what has happened
As horrible as it currently seems,
They took away my Savior's birth
For foolish wishes and childlike dreams.

They have turned themselves aside
To worship idols and worthless Gods
Such as jolly men in old red suits
Calling himself the great "Santa Clause."

They never even begin to mention
The child born that night long ago
And they never tell how much he loves them
People this man in red just has to go.

The Father gave the gift of his Son,
As a present for the world to share
But some reject him and turn away
To worthless idols that come to ensnare.

Now his birthday has been changed
Into Santa Claus, jolly, and fat ole men
Wearing red suits and white beards
Anything silly, they can dress him in.

They tell children he lives at the North Pole
How can they speak such wicked lies?
They even say he comes down a chimney
That'd never be big enough for you or I.

They never even mention my precious Savior
Or give thought to any of his righteous ways
And now it just makes me want to cry!
For my Savior's birthday they've taken away!

So, if you can, please return right now
This day from 'Clause and cute little elves
For now it's become so very full blown.
And stop keeping it all for yourselves!

For this holiday does not belong to you
It was robbed and taken away
One thing I know and this is for sure
You've have stolen his only birthday!

So return to him your spiritual gifts
That he gives to all those who ask
And turn aside these make believe myths
For His birthday you must give back!