Martin Luther wrote the following Christmas poem:

“Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child,

 Make thee a bed, soft, undefiled,

 Within my heart, that it may be

 A quiet chamber kept for Thee.

 My heart for very joy doth leap,

 My lips no more can silence keep,

 I too must sing, with joyful tongue,

 That sweetest ancient cradle song,

 Glory to God in highest heaven,

 Who unto man His Son hath given

 While angels sing with pious mirth.

 A glad new year to all the earth.”

Remember that during this holy holiday season! Wishing you much love and much light.