Do the flowers know its Christmas-time
They're blooming, oh so bright
Do they know that something special
has happened on this night.
When the baby came to Bethlehem
to this sad and weary earth
Something special bloomed among us
When young Mary gave it birth.

Something special happened on that night
When the Lord became a babe
And he grew up straight and strong and true
A worried world he came to save.
When we killed him on the tree we knew
something vanished from our sight
But he won the victory over death
And the Spirit took to flight.

Do the flowers know its Christmas-time
They're blooming, oh so bright
Does this sad and weary earth we know
Carry high that baby's light?
Do we know our God weeps bitter tears
For our waywardness and pain
And tries to teach us how to live
Until he comes again.

Now its Christmas-time, we know it
And the flowers bloom so bright
As they've done for all the summers
that this old earth has seen light.
and we all know of Jesus' birth,
but not much of his pain
Can we meet him now and kneel
and try to live for God again. —for Christine and Jan, 23rd Dec 1995
Adelong Rectory [Linda Anchell]