A-Poem-a-Day Until Christmas
The following poem was written especially for children
to read or listen to on Christmas Eve.
Merry Christmas to all!
‘TWAS THE NIGHT…OF ALL NIGHTS!
Children, gather round. It’s time for
a story,
one that’s filled with hallelujahs
and glory.
It’s about the glorious night of all
nights,
angels and magi and sight of all sights!
About God, a virgin, the birth of a
king,
wooly sheep, poor shepherds and gift
giving!
My story takes place long ago, far away
and starts with a Babe in a crib full of
hay;
His mother’s a virgin, His father is
God,
the birth, a miraculous Heavenly nod.
The Baby is born in a Bethlehem barn
near a few smelly animals, like on a
farm.
Poor shepherds in a field shudder
with fright
when suddenly the dark sky fills up
with light
as beautiful angels, bright splendors
winging
tell of the birth with hallelujahs and
singing!
So, the shepherds and sheep the very
next morn
set off to visit this special
Newborn.
Rich wisemen follow a bright beaming star
to the Bethlehem barn; the journey is
far.
They ride astride camels, carrying
treasures
to give to the One they’ll worship
forever.
Why in the world would they do such
strange things?
Why travel so far? Why great treasures
bring?
The reason is simple, the Babe in the
hay
becomes the world’s Savior, Who takes
sin away.
His name is Jesus and He loves you and me
and wants us to love Him for eternity.
That was the night of all nights here
on Earth…
the wonderful story of Jesus’ birth!
Maude Carolan Pych
Hi Maude. Just had time to read a few. Thanks for sharing. Barbara Williams-Hubbard
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting my blog and saying, "Hi," Barbara. Happy New Year to you and Marion!
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