Poem: "Gifts" by Sigrid Undset

When we give each other Christmas 

gifts in His name, let us remember that He 

has given us the sun and the moon and the 

stars, and the earth with its forests and 

mountains and oceans – and all that lives 

and moves upon them. He has given us all 

green things and everything that blossoms 

and bears fruit – and all that we quarrel 

about and all that we have misused – and 

to save us from our own foolishness, from 

all our sins, He came down to earth and 

gave us Himself.

*Winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature, 1928.