In the perfect round of a Christmas ball,
Rest a glow,
A sparkle,
And thoughts that over flow,
A gleming start and hope,
What a perfect thought,
Rambling past the glass,
One that will forever last,
A soveron holds a soul,
He\'s the child we need to know,
He reaches across the ages to man,
Revealing a cirle of love,
The dove,
Drawing to the promised land,
Emanuel, means God with us,
He\'s that tiny babe that held a trust,
Salvation for us,
Perfect love tis remembered at Christmas,
While hanging sparkles upon bows and filling tuffs,
Circle, circle of love,
Why he is the dove,
In the perfect round of Christmas ball,
Rest a glow,
A sparkle,
And thoughts that over flow,
A gleaming star,
And hope with a perfect thought,
Rambeling past the glass,
One that will forever last,
Again here we stand,
Thinking a soveran holds a soul in hand,
Its the child we must know and understand,
Circle,
Circle of love,
Why he\'s the dove,
Today! A circle its just hanging upon a pine bow,
Still we must get the reason for the season some how,
Mind wrapped in the glow,
Hears a still small whisper,
From God I know,
Saying its the soul,
Child where art though?,
While scenes from agonies span,
Drift past,
Review the cross to glimps salvations at last,
Perfect love came,
With the birth of a kind from a love,
Circle, circle of love,
Why he\'s the dove,
Through him we reach the \"I am\",
Now, this circle held in hand,
Sparkle, shimmers and shines,
Still can\'t touch the glow from love devine,
Jesus\' love it forever remains,
For all man kind,
Oh! remember the full scene at Christmas time,
God doesnt want anyone left behind,
Circle, circle of love,
He\'s the dove,
In the heart and mind of a saved soul,
This reason flows,
God\'s own \"knows.\"